HELP!!! HELP!!! HELP!!!
Ok here is my story!
In October 2000, I met Albert online. (Albert lives in the US and I live in Holland) Since our first chat we both felt something special. We started emailing, to get to know each other a bit more and from that moment on lot’s of “weird” things started to happen. For instance… It happens a lot of times that we were sending emails to each other at the same time, they crossed somewhere in cyberspace, and we both found out that we were asking each other the same questions.
But I am drifting from the subject.
To make a long story short, Albert came to visit me in the Summer of 2001, he stayed for 3 months! (there are only visa’s for 3 months) In that time we found out what we already felt during our email-correspondence was true! We were/are in love!!! We both felt the same…. It took us a long time to find each other, we had to cross the globe, but we realised that this was the “Real Thing”! We are not the youngest anymore, I am 49 and Albert is almost 50 now, so we know enough about life to realise that we must not waste any more time by living separately.
And that is where the problem starts.
Albert went back to the US, thinking he would find a job very quick, so he could earn enough money to come back to me soon. That didn’t happen, in spite of all his effort, in spite of all his skills, it doesn’t work out the way we thought it would. He is running out of money fast and still no job in sight!
Then we thought maybe Albert can find a job here in Holland, wrong thought! The law has changed and it is not possible for him to get a job here. He will not get a work-permit, and he can only stay with me for 3 months, after that he has to leave the country for another 3 months before he is allowed to come back! Well… without a job to finance such an operation it is impossible to do that. Even when we would marry… it wouldn’t change a bit! He still has to leave the country after 3 months.
The only solution here is to find a job myself, when I have a job and earn a certain amount of money, he can come over and live with me. But I have been ill for many years, and I am still struggling back to health, so that is not an option yet. In the mean time I live on a small income, provided by the government. That is one of the positive things in this story, I have a home and an income.
I have made many phone calls to the department of foreign affairs, but the more I hear the more I got frustrated… there is just no way for us to live together! The last advice I got was to buy a ticket for the lottery! Or to try another country like the UK.
So that is now our last hope… a job for Albert in the UK…
We never thought… that it would be so difficult for us to be together… we haven’t seen each other for almost a year now… and it is hard… so hard to be separated because a bunch of laws!
Ok… the reason I write this, is to ask you, dear readers… if there are people among you who are dealing with the same difficulties, and maybe… just maybe… have some advice for us, because this is tearing us apart… love shouldn’t be like this… all we ask… is to be able to live together.