No. 5

I just updated on my Facebook that this blog is up and running, live! Let's see how long I can sustain this... I'm pretty sure I have tried to launch a blog before, but it died far sooner than it actually even had a fighting chance to becoming anything.

But here's why I want this one to stick:

Someone from the recruitment team in Human Resources at my current (new) job really encouraged me to do this for legal purposes. For her, I could really tell my story and my experiences as a Canadian immigrant trying to survive and thrive in the US as a healthcare professional. But the new administration is making things really rough. I'm not complaining and whining. But I am declaring that things are much more severe and critical than it ever has been in the past +10 years. I hold a TN visa. This is a temporary visa for Mexican & Canadian citizens who are accepted with valid work visas for 3 year terms (which is renewable every 3 years) under very specific work criteria and descriptions.

Someone from the recruitment team in Human Resources at my current (new) job really encouraged me to do this for legal purposes. For her, I could really tell my story and my experiences as a Canadian immigrant trying to survive and thrive in the US as a healthcare professional. But the new administration is making things really rough. I'm not complaining and whining. But I am declaring that things are much more severe and critical than it ever has been in the past +10 years. I hold a TN visa. This is a temporary visa for Mexican & Canadian citizens who are accepted with valid work visas for 3 year terms (which is renewable every 3 years) under very specific work criteria and descriptions.

It is is completely black & white. Don't try to get away with leniency. There is no "grey" area. What I can recommend to anyone going through this process as a TN visa holder: everything is extremely black and white. Follow the rules (or not). You know exactly what to expect now. There is no frosting on the cake.

I'm so happy to discuss my experience with this in the very recent past. I have some very raw details to expose. I cried. I sweated. I ran (literally). And I somehow survived to make it back into the country and thrive. But there was no "easy" second during the process.