On the way back from Puerto Vallarta, Mexico…right after our honeymoon, we had to go through customs and immigration in order to re-enter the United States. This isn’t really news. We do this every time we leave the country on a trip.
You arrive by plane at the airport and disembark. Then you go through immigration, pick-up your luggage, and head to customs. It’s never a fun process but it is necessary.
But this time was different.
Usually, Alfred and I go to separate machines to fill out our paperwork. This time we were able to go to one machine and file our paperwork as a family. This may not seem like a huge deal but to me, it was.
It was tangible evidence that our federal government considers my husband and I a family. It was such a transient moment but it’ll remain in my heart for as long as I live.
We ARE a family and I love that!