I will not forget...

This is a letter sent to the church because a church member wrote a woman who is at the Elizabeth Detention center I talked about in my previous post. This woman first attempted to write in English and then wrote in Spanish, which I then translated so that Seth could send it to the members of the Immigration committee at the church and to someone he knows in Washington D.C.

I was on the verge of crying as I translated this woman's words, as I thought of her tragic life and the future that awaits her in her home country, which is also mine. I have been thinking of how blessed I am and how ungrateful I can be. I am so privileged to be in this country and to have the opportunities I have.

I thank God for guiding me safely through my daily life at all times, I thank God that he is a loving God and that even though I am undeserving of His love, he still gives His love to me.

I pray for women like Alix and I pray for all the women, men, and children around the world that are suffering. God has not abandoned you and NEVER will. I will not forget to pray for this woman and I will not forget to pray for her elderly mother or her three young children.


5/20/09
Alix Yaneth Lopez

“Thanks for all the pray whon God the of so much blessing
For all ok…
U my me deportation
For he Salvador…
This is my number. 011-503-78-93-02-46
For whon me ok”

Well I can’t write anymore in English because I can’t much (speak English).
But here I will tell you a little bit about my life. I hope someone can translate for you.
Thank you for all your prayers. I did not know that there was a person in this country who had noticed me: In all honesty I came to this country running away from the father of my children: because he wanted to kill me… if I did not get back together with him. But because he hit me so much and raped me, I could not live with him any longer. I have suffered a lot ever since I was a child, I am a single mother of three: they are in El Salvador. My only family is my children and my mother. But she is very ill. And now that I am being deported, I do not know what I will do. Because I do not have a job nor do I have any money: and what is worse is that I do not even have a place to live: because I was the one that was sending my mother money to pay for a room (to live in). And now we do no have the means to pay for it. We are poor, very poor. I am feeling very sad: knowing that I am going back to my country with nothing… but in the end I know that God is always with me: I want you to know something even though I do not know you guys, you have given me faith to make it. Here in the United States I met Honi, he is my boyfriend and he was the one that paid for the lawyer. He has supported me in this situation. The worst part is that the lawyers only robbed us of the money and did not do anything. Honi is the only person I know here. Well I am giving you my mother’s phone number: in case you want to continue to be in communication with me. I would be very grateful if you called me and if you never forgot to pray for me and my children. Thank you.

Attentively Alix Yaneth Lopez…