Dear Immigration Canada…

Dear Immigration Canada… May 25, 2017

In response to your recent request for more “proof of relationship…and…evidence of cohabitation” to support my husband’s immigration petition, may I offer the following evidence of his presence in our lives and home?

1) There are more sharp things in my house, and the children have been learning how to use them.

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2) I’m not the only one fielding, “What do you call this (plant/animal/bird/bug)?” questions.

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3) There’s music all the time. All The Time.

All. The. Time. And it’s beautiful. Guitar, bodhran, pennywhistle, concertina. And a variety of artists and styles, from traditional to blues to punk to rock to chant, and more.

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(3b) My 12 year old son has decided his favorite band is The Clash.)

4) Nobody is paying for haircuts anymore.

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5) This is what leftovers for dinner looks like! THIS.

Can you imagine the original meals?

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This next picture is of a midnight snack. A midnight snack. Something to nosh on while watching Netflix after the kids are in bed. That’s sauteed sausage and peppers and fiddleheads with apple and balsamic vinegar.

fiddleheads!

I’ve retired from cooking. I’ve hung up my apron. His apron is cooler looking anyway.

That reminds me. My home now contains an R2D2 apron and a Death Star cutting board. We rocked Father’s Day last year.

6) I’m a geek in my own right, but with my husband here, the geekiness quotient has doubled.

Exhibit A: our Doctor Who-themed Christmas. I might have come up with this on my own, but I wouldn’t have thought to wake the kids up with loud TARDIS dematerialization noises. Apparently Santa got a lift to our house this past year.

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Yes, those are Weeping Angels on our Christmas tree.

7) There are ten times as many tools in this house as there were, and my coffee table doubles as a work bench.

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My brother-in-law got a viking shield for Christmas. There’s no way I would have pulled that off if my husband wasn’t here. That alone should be sufficient evidence that my husband is really here and really part of my family.

8) Men’s shirts in my closet. My husband’s desk clutter in our bedroom.

What more proof could you need?

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9) This is how the day frequently begins.

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Please let me know if this evidence is insufficient, and I will gladly arrange for you to speak with my 5 year old daughter in person or over the phone. Her possessive hero-worship of her Papa is only matched by her Papa’s heart-melting adoration of her. I’m sure she’ll set you straight in short order so she can get on with the important business of fluffing Papa’s facial hair, stage-directing his story-telling, and arranging for her dream of a world meat-tasting tour with her Papa as guide.

I hope this will be helpful in your determination of our petition.

Yours,
Kate

 

As I have mentioned, my husband and I reconciled a year ago after several years apart. He joined the kids and I in Canada, but we are still waiting for him to be approved for permanent residency.

We’re just coming off a long weekend up here, and three of the five of us are battling some sort of respiratory virus or flu. Tuesday, I received a request for more supporting documentation to show my and my husband’s “continuing relationship…and residency.” Being a little punch-drunk on cold medicine and lack of sleep, this post resulted.


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