Things Fall Apart And Come Together

Because I can't, is why. When my husband so inconveniently died on September 24th, it was 12 days before my US citizenship interview. According to the unbreakable rules of the USCIS code, I was 'no longer living in marital union'. Therefore my citizenship application became null and void, and now I have to wait until May 2022 to apply. I have a Green card, so I can come and go as I please, except I can't because there's a pandemic going on, isn't there, so duh, and I'm safe and white, and old enough not to threaten the crumbling US jobs market, so I'll probably get it, unless I get arrested beforehand which I have promised to try very hard not to do. There was always a question over whether I was living in marital union anyway, since Joe had fronto-temporal dementia and had been living in a nursing home for the previous three and half years, and I hadn't. Some would question whether what Joe was doing was really living, or more existing. I fall on th...