International marriages are great and special as long as they work. When they stop to work, they are hell.
If there are kids involved, it is a triple hell. And by international I don’t mean couples whose states share some national border.
A very good friend of mine has an ill child, was abused by her – still husband – and wants to go back home to USA to her family. Experiencing now hard core mobbing from somebody who was once everything to her. And as if that was not already hard enough.
Being alone in a foreign country, your whole family far far away. I met Sarah while she proofread some of my working papers, personally and professionally she was from the day one the best. We started to spend lunch breaks together, I baked something for a birthday of her son and she looked over my texts even after I stopped working there and she was not paid any more for that service from my boss.
After another sleepless night and looking like shit when we met, I organized her a new lawyer. My lawyer. She rocks. She rocks big time.
She will kick ass to that sadistic little piece of shit. My lawyer and I met in an animal shelter volunteering and since I did look and felt miserable she asked for a reason. The next moment I had my lawyer. Much later I found out that she is very expensive (I didn’t pay much) and is known to deal with those complicated divorced from upper high class. Upper high class lives in my city in hordes.
Sarah’s old lawyer was not useless, but was more for divorces like: hi I am Jane and hi I am Mike and we decided to divorce and Jane will take the cat and I will take cockroaches. Could you type this down and put a stamp on it. Divorces like this.
I love my kick ass-lady-lawyer so much. I used to enter her office weeping and in tears and would come out 10 tons lighter and with a smiles on my face. I will see her again this weekend, because when volunteering at the christmas fair we always take our shift together and have immense fun. Besides she is specialized for divorces where one part is american citizen and she is on the official us-embassy list as one of the best lawyers in the country for familiy law. I didn’t know that until now, but my friend could not be happier about it. And since Sarah is short with money too – working full time, taking care of disabled son and of everything else, she will have to pay only the amount she can afford. And won’t be sent to a cheaper lawyer.
Soon after her still husband got only one letter from the lady kick ass, he stopped – over night stopped – to call Sarah 30 times per day just to insult her, stopped to send her 30 text messages per day and started to think. To think that the shit just started to get real.
As much as I love Sarah and will miss her, I do wish for her to be allowed to go back home, to use help of her family and get some of her life back. Until then every shitty email he sends to her first lands in the mailbox of our lawyer-lady and then shortly after at the desk of the social worker. New social worker. The old one was her husband’s former wants to be again something and she manipulated the whole thing until it hurt to watch!
Old but still good movie dealing with issues like this is Not Without My Daughter.