Green card

David got a phone call this afternoon from my grampa’s wife Julie, saying that they had received a letter for him in the mail that felt like there might be a card inside… and that it was from Texas!

Well, we knew that David’s green card application was being processed in Texas, so David almost flipped out with excitement. It was just like watching my ten-year-old brother Luke (then nine) at Christmas flitting around while we were getting ready to open presents! Here was this 35-year-old grown man practically jumping up and down. I had to calmly remind him that we had to wait until Timothy woke up from his nap before we could drive to my grandparents’ house to get the letter.

I think the wait nearly killed him. We ended up waking Timothy from his nap and heading out. David insisted on driving, and when we got there, he said, “Just stay in the car. I’ll get the card and be right back.” Gosh. Okay, so we watched him go to the front door, saw Julie hand him the letter, watched him open it, and then we heard her say, “Congratulations!”

Yay! David has his permanent residence card! We celebrated with dinner out, just the three of us. We’ve waited for this for so long! (And yet not nearly as long as so many people have to wait.) Tomorrow (after he takes the TOEFL) we’re heading to the Social Security Administration. Yippee!