Going it alone

Oudai made it to Turkey, where he stayed for a week. I talked to him everyday [by telephone] and one day he lied to me and told me that he was going to bed early. In reality, he was planning to go to Greece by sea that night. The next day I woke up to the voice of his brother saying that Oudai made it to Greece. Before I went to bed, I had heard on the news that a storm was hitting that part of the sea and I said to myself, “Thank God Oudai is not there”, but actually he was! I called him and he was on the Greek islands. I mixed tears of joy and worries.

His journey to Germany lasted 15 days. Our communication during that period was scarce. My joy was unimaginable when he made it to his dream destination– Germany.

Now our tiring journey really started as he began to apply for his residency papers while I took care of the two kids in Amman. I had to endure long hours of no sleep when the kids were sick — my life was miserable without Oudai. He used to comfort me sometimes and I used to comfort him some other times.

We used to tell each other that tomorrow we would reunite. Unfortunately, my suffering in Jordan is still ongoing however, because of the unfair system in Germany. He is still alone in Berlin after nearly two years. They gave him a temporarily protection status, which prevent us from applying for family reunification until 2018.