Update 4

I had trouble accessing this and wanted to update what’s been going on so far. Since the last update I was finally able to go see a doctor for symptoms I’ve been having for quite some time. I was sent to the emergency room and diagnosed with Type 2 Diabetes. This has been such an overwhelming experience. So many appointments and different doctors to see. Eating has been hard and was given medications and Insulin I’m taking twice a day. Vision has gotten worse and need new glasses so my current ones are no good. Focusing on getting better for my kiddos. Jose is still in Mexico and our case is still open but no improvement has been made. The girls are thriving and miss their daddy. I’m mentally exhausted with all these hurdles life has tossed our way in such a short time. I also continuously am grateful for everyone who has donated and checking in on us. I’ve never had such an amazing support system before and thank each and every one of you for thinking of us

Update 3

I wanted to thank Lara Smith for restocking my stamp sets and creating a fundraiser for my family and I. They sold out in three days and I am forever grateful to the craft community for showing up and making me feel that I am not alone and I am loved. I wish I had the words to express my appreciation. It’s unbelievable all the support we’ve received ❤️ thank you so much

Update 2

Setting my pride and shame aside, the goal has been moved to keep this open. We are keeping an eye on the laws as there isn’t much we could do unless changes from either president is implemented. As for our Thing 1 & 2: Our little one became very sick and on day 3 of high fever was taken to the ER and diagnosed with pneumonia. She was scared and all she wanted was her daddy. Thankfully, I was able to purchase her medicine and is already showing improvement. I don’t know what much to say and still don’t know how to express how truly grateful I am for all the help and support. Thank you for your kind messages and any other help outside of this GFM.

Update

I’m not going to lie, I was afraid people weren’t going to show up for me like I have for others. Especially when there are those out there whom wish the absolute worst for us. Thank you to those of you whom donated and shared our story. I cannot find the words to express how grateful I am. This has truly been such a nightmare I wish I could wake up from.

Feeling pretty vulnerable sharing this so please bare with me as I try to put our experience into words. My name is Magaly, most call me Magy for short, and here is our story: My husband and I have been working towards obtaining his green card for about 10 years. We have applied three times (first time we weren't able to collect enough money to continue and second time immigration attorney failed to update our address) with the third being successful in obtaining an interview in Mexico.

March 2024 we received an email stating his interview was confirmed for April 2, 2024. We rejoiced, we finally made it! or so we thought...

He packed his bags and went over the paperwork he needed to take with him every day and night until March 28 when he kissed us goodbye and made his way by car towards the border into Mexico. The day arrived and that's when we found out that he was missing a document and our attorney had entered wrong information that ultimately led to him being denied re-entry into the States. We were informed that we were lucky they didn't charge him with committing fraud as they saw this as an error on the attorney's end. Our attorney failed to physically make sure we had all documents provided and also failed to work for us in finding missing information that we weren't able to find on our own.

We were expecting him back home. We were told he'd be home in no more than 12 days only to be met with he won't be able to come back for 6 months to 2 years and now 10 years.

My children and I are devastated. My husband was the bread winner and main provider of our home. Speaking of home, after receiving such news, we were given a week to vacate the house since we would no longer be able to pay the mortgage. I packed up whatever I could and left most of our belongings behind.

With all of this being said, I'm still processing and still in disbelief this is our life now. We still have bills coming in and children to provide for. As much as I hate putting myself out here for the world to know my pain, in the end, I need help.