Well folks, we’re there. We’re in the “waiting” stage. My permanent residence application (See Part 1 & Part 2) has been mailed off to the government officials, who hopefully will get this on a good day, and hopefully will see our application and think, “Wow. What an organized application! Lets put it in the expedite pile!” No, but really, we trust God’s timing and it just feels so good to have this off my shoulders. Every day, every week since being married it burdened me. I shouldn’t have let it but I did. So we celebrated with a movie and dinner out, and a Tim Horton’s tea, and another dinner out.