I realized earlier this week that my immigration journey has now been ongoing for three years. My attorney at the time submitted my application three years ago to Sydney, Nova Scotia to the “Central Intake Office” (CIO) responsible for doing initial evaluation of Federal Skilled Worker (FSW) applications for CIC. Little did I know that three years later I would find myself with immigration unresolved. If I had, I think I probably would not have filed the application – no human deserves the disrespect and dehumanization that this process represents. I wonder if it is as dehumanizing for the workers at Citizenship and Immigration Canada as it is for the applicants they are evaluating – I suspect that at times it must be – after all, each of the applications represents the stories of real people and you either have to distance yourself from their stories or you would be deeply saddened by those same stories.
I suspect my story would not have been one to pluck at the heart-strings. After all, I’m actually successful – I am well-known in my field and successful. I have traveled extensively, work with people all over the world. One would think I am an ideal candidate – I basically enter Canada with my set of skills, my own customers, and a proven track record of being able to create novel and creative work (now I have four issued US patents and I’m working on more, not to mention multiple published books in my field, many technical articles, public presentations, etc.) Technically I barely met the bar for consideration: I had the lowest possible score (67) because of course being able to set up shop on my own doesn’t count for anything in the FSW category (they give you big points for having arranged employment, but nothing for being able to create a new firm and bring your customers with you.) I struggle by in my rudimentary French (I only studied three years back in High School and that was many years ago with very little intervening use since then.) I only have a Bachelor’s degree, albeit with many years of experience. My evidence of English were my published books, articles, talks, and the fact that I was born in the US in a household in which English was our only language (ok, American English, so it’s not quite the same as Canadian English.)
At any rate, here we are, three years later and the application is still not technically completed – after all, I still have a pending application before the Federal Court challenging the decision. And of course, I haven’t heard anything on that either. Since Monday July 2, 2012 is a statutory holiday (Canada Day) I won’t hear anything before the 11 week mark at this point. Even though I have a second option (spousal sponsored immigration) I am forever bound by my unconditional promise to pay for my medication, should that prove to be necessary – I realize there is no legal mechanism for enforcement, but I recognize it as an immoral act to violate my own solemn sworn oath.
It is ironic that I now must worry about my sponsorship. My spouse’s family is very unhappy about our marriage and is using every emotional tool in the arsenal to force a return home (where for them “home” means where they are, not where we are.) I don’t expect that to happen, but I have to consider what I will do should it happen (of course, at the same time I am being as supportive as I can because regardless of what my spouse decides I know it will be for the best.)
If that does happen and the court decides not to hear my case (which seems likely at this point – it’s now pushing three months) then my plan is to go back to the US. Sad, to be defeated and unwanted by both Canada and one’s own country – at least the US has no choice but to allow me to return.
We shall see what happens…
Wishing everyone a Happy Canada Day.