Procrastinating Part 1 is over

We downloaded the application in September. We looked at it, partially filled it out, put it to the side, took it out, and put it away again. For months, we kept on procrastinating. And then, The deadline was three weeks away. And we still needed an acocuntant to sign a form, and we needed letters of recommendation. And family pictrues. And Passport photos.

So we scrambled. And we called our recommenders, and asked them write us letters. And then we harassed them to actually write the letters. And then we called them to remind them that we needed the letters.

And finally, on Friday afternoon, we finally had everything we needed. The copies of all our passports. A copy of our marriage license. Even staples so we could staple the aplication together, and paperclips, so we could attach the passport photos to the application.

And stamps. We had plenty of stakmps and a large, 10x13 envelope.

In big letters, on the envelope, I wrote the address. Nefesh B'Nefesh. East 69th Street. New York, NY.

It was in the mailbox when I left for shul on Friday night, as I knew it would be, and in the mailbox when I left for shul on Shabbat morning, again, as I knew it would be.

But when I got home from shul on Shabbat afternoon, the envelope was gone.

Off to the people in New York who will look through it and process and stamp it with words like approved and file it with other July departures.