I wish people voted more.

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

I spent enough time last night crying to my husband.  I hate to show weakness but when I am with him I am a ball of emotions.  I feel bad for making him feel worst than he already does but he is the one person I can count on to never forget me.  The day here is blah, the heat is starting to die down and the coolness of the morning and afternoons is much needed.  I dint go out yesterday and I didn’t much feel like going out today either but I gather enough strength to run errand for grandma and go right back to bed.  I don’t want her to worry so I pretend to be busy ready or writing something but the truth is that I am emotionally drained.  I always knew this would be a long process and I keep telling myself this is nothing compared to the 23 years I have had to live as an undocumented person in the U.S. but I can’t help but feel that every day I remain in Mexico is one day more that I am not home.  People on both ends ask what’s taking so long and most people don’t understand how this process works they are shocked to hear all the E and I are going through and most don’t believe it.  Some even think we are lying or exaggerating because what they hear on the news and from political pundits is not inline with the reality that is happening.  I wish people read more; I wish people would do more research and find things out for themselves instead of people who only have a concern for their pocket book and will say anything they can to sell books and advertising for their radio and TV shows.  I wish people weren’t so easily manipulated and conned into believing the hatred and lies of bigots and racists.  I wish people voted more and I wish they would make those votes informed votes, but most of all I wish I could go home.