Edit: My husband and children came home to Australia on June 3, 2011. The below is about the period prior to their homecoming.
My husband and I.
As you can see, the heat got to me (and my makeup). Truth be told, my husband’s lips are more the reason for the missing lipstick!
I could have married an incarcerated serial killer, provided he was Australian, without hearing a whimper from anyone.
I did not.
What I did do is apparently worse – I fell in love with an asylum seeker and shock, horror, dismay: I actually married the man!
Despite what DIAC may choose to think, I am not an unintelligent woman. I have a degree conferred with distinction and two professional designations. It seems “they” know my private life better than I do. Perhaps I am too “silly” to know what I am doing with my life.
No matter how professional any of us may be, we all have a private life: we love, we live, we fight injustice where we see it if we are so inclined.
Here is an letter to the editor I wrote years before I met my husband, which I share to illustrate my concerns about civil and human rights do not stem solely from my relationship – rather had I not had those concerns I may not have met my husband at all.
Welcome to my little world of madness. This web site is a diary of my fight against the Goliath of bureaucracy to be reunited with my husband. It will also be a blog of great happiness and joy when, hopefully, he and our children step off the plane! Other topics may be raised from time to time.
As I point out in this post, I have no argument with the staff of the Department of Immigration and Citizenship. They are not the cause of the difficulties. As a nation, we need to change the way we do things.
I am also looking for a screenwriter to turn my husband’s life into something marketable – so if you are in that field and up for a challenge, feel free to ask for more details. Now, even this paragraph is suspect, I am warned, for it is possible I could be accused of marrying my husband for the possible proceeds of his life story. I have to say that never occured to me, as I think the chances are slim anyway: given the difficulty in getting any media coverage, I can’t see me being terribly successful selling movie rights! Having given the warning some consideration, I am not deleting this statement, just expanding it to explain. The fact a warning was thought necessary is encouraging though!
My reasons for wanting to see my husband’s full life documented are a) because I think he is an ordinary man who has led an extraordinary life and I believe in him and b) we have four children who want to be, respectively, a banker, a doctor, an engineer and the youngest is still undecided. Good education costs money. If it would show what happens AND secure our children’s future, then it is worth it. So no, damn it, warning noted, but paragraph stays. Otherwise I am being driven to silence and that is not what this country is about, surely? Or is it?
While I’m wishing for things, I could also do with a people-mover, compassionate airfares and a pro-bono civil rights lawyer but I doubt they are going to fall into my lap any time soon either. That was an “ambit claim”, folks – I’m just illustrating it isn’t just the legal battle that is costly!
Robyn Oyeniyi BBus CPA MNZCS