A long time...could today be the day?

Every day is a challange and I just when I get used to the idea of being here displaced in a country far from my family I hear my niece's voice on the phone and I just want to go home.  Since my last post a lot has happened and at the same time nothing new.  It's been over six months and I am still 'stuck' in Mexico.  My husband and I have tried on a weekly basis to contact every and any government office we are suggested.  I never would have imagined how dibilitating this process can make someone.  I won't lie I tought because I had a Masters degree I could navigate my way through this immigration system, and I never imagined that every person I encounter in thouse government offices could make me feel stupid and worthless.  Of course I know I am not but their responses make me feel less than human.  I ask about the status of my application and it's always 'pending review'.  I ask if I am missing any documents and their response 'if we need anything from you we'll let you know'.  I ask why it's taking so long and their response 'you're lucky it's only been 6 months, this process takes years' as if somehow that is supposed to make me feel better.  Those are the responses I get when someone is in a good mood because when they're not I get the 'ma'am it's only been 6 months call us back when it's been over a year'.  Emails are supposed to be the fastes way to get a response and my husband just got a response from an email he sent in September, the reply:  'email us back when it's been over 10 months'.  No two government offices have ever given us the same response it's as if they make things up as they go along.  More than anything I am dissapointed that a believed in a system that I thought helped people when in fact it is made to deter people from doing the right thing.  I still have some faith left that I will go home someday but everyday I wake up wondering if today could be the day.