Looking back now, I chide muself over thinking that I could bridge between two worlds to claim a husband that I could keep.
Pushing any resources that I had to get to Egypt and back to follow through with three years of two attempts to get a marriage visa approved during Trump years was an extreme hardship and pressure on me.
I just wonder now, “What was I thinking?”
I don’t regret that I tried.
I was brave, true, and valiant.
I just hate feeling deflated and humiliated that my efforts became wasted.
