How do you even seek asylum?

Time. I was supposed to find a solution to many things even if time was ticking. My life depended on dates, a decision by others and on how long and stronger I could stand this situation. The wait was only starting and I had HOPE. Didn’t my beliefs taught me since my childhood that he who has hope can lift mountains? I had a good basis to start with and the journey was only starting…

Melbourne Cup came and I had my first family barbecue. I loved it…The weather was getting sunnier and warmer and I felt curious about the next chapter of my life. I got fascinated by the sport that kept the whole nation captivated for less than 15 minutes. And oh those freshly baked cookies…yum!

I was lucky I had a laptop and an internet connection to use for free…It was the most important tool I had. I started my research.  I called many organisations looking for help and guidance and support on how to lodge my application to seek asylum. I found the language used online very confusing. I wrote down a list of organisations to contact and I felt excited because there were so many organisations including that showed they were helping people who were going to apply for protection.

The first I called was RILC they asked questions related to my country of origin and why I needed help…They gave me an appointment for the following two weeks. I was in a hurry, I needed someone to talk to and someone who could listen to me. Then I came across Sabelberg Morcos Lawyers and after ringing them, I got an appointment for the following week. I decided I would go with those who agreed on meeting me earlier. They have been my lawyers for the last 3 years and we have had less than 10 interactions in those 3 years.

I was worried, not knowing what it would mean speaking to a lawyer. My first time speaking to a lawyer.  Lawyers have always looked so serious to me, the power of having access between the law and the public. Mostly to advocate for those found committing crimes…Seeing a lawyer for this immigration visa scared me. But I needed the best information.

On one or 2 Sundays I walked to the Church with a strong need to pray and to just be in silence. I needed to meditate. Ask questions and respond to them myself. Pray for my decision, pray for my family back home, pray for my siblings, pray for how grateful I had a roof and a shelter.

Christmas was not far and there was hope and a sense of novelty.

It was gonna be a long journey…