My husband and I are in our twenties, parents to two beautiful children, and I’m currently expecting our third. Our life has been a tapestry woven with love, but also with a thread of constant anxiety, a secret that defined our existence. My husband was brought to the US illegally as an infant; he grew up American in every sense, yet without a single legal document. For years, we knocked on every legal door, consulted countless lawyers, spending what little we had, hoping for a path to citizenship. But every door closed, every hope dwindled. The fear of him being deported, of our family being torn apart, became unbearable.
Our ‘Dream’ Exile: Why Costa Rica Crushed Our Hopes
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