so after submitting my case to Warsaw at the start of the year I got thinking. If I applied for a temporary residency via a language school in a district in Poland that has almost no case load. could my descent case be seen faster via it being transferred to my domicile area? if anyone has tried or heard about someone trying this I would love to hear how it went.
Hello all, I am looking for the correct steps to “cancel“ or stop my visa renewal here in Portugal. I have been in the process for over two years at this point and want a clean break from Portugal as I will be leaving for good.
my AIMA portal still says the same old “en process“ as it has forever. I want to know what document and process I need to do to just scrap the whole thing so I can leave and resettle in a different EU country. my new country of residence has everthing sorted on their end (took a total of 3 weeks), I want to make sure Portugal process doesn’t bite me down the road.
any advice is appreciated.
Hello. This is JT who lost his baby last week due to the fake cops reckless driving. Posts were made by my friend. I just wanted to take a moment to speak to our small little community here if nothing more than someone would remember Balu was here and he was a good boy.
I would like to let you know who I am and who Balu was.
I grew up in extreme poverty, losing my family at a young age with gang violence ravaging my city. I joined the armed forces at 17 due to homelessness and hunger to be a medic as I refused to be a part of the violence. I served multiple tours over seas, I was retired from the army due to my actions as medical personnel of the Nov 5 2009 Fort hood shooting and the damage it inflicted on my mind and body.
After discharge I have lived an extremely solitary life in the South American jungle (think 2 hours driving to the nearest store). Not due to the cliche violent veteran but because I couldn’t handle losing any more friends. after a decade of that I finally tried to turn a page by getting my Portuguese residency. Me and my dogs searched high and low to every corner of this nation to find the place we could finally call home and make a project of peace in memory of my lost ones and the ones I didn’t know who died cold and alone far from home (as the Portuguese of the last generation knew).
around 3 years ago we found it, Sao Miguel island. A place that had public bbq areas for families to laugh and play, gardens donated centuries ago that were cared for and loved by the amazing people of this island.
at every turn they were there to help, even if it was just advice for where to plant a wind break or mow the grass.
I was blessed with 2 hectares of land here and soon I realized what I could do for this country that gave me a home and also to help myself make peace with all of those I lost in the most horrid ways imaginable.
i would make my little cabin (legally done after 1.5 years of dancing with the zoning people) and plant a fruit forest to leave behind as a public place after i passed, due to not having family or next of kin it would turn a life of pain into something beautiful for future generations. My fruit forest would make sure no child in that little town would know the hunger that I did as a child.
i need to make it clear i had to sell almost everything to make this happen and we had just started last year with heavy tree planting. Thousands Of them. each of those trees were picked with assistance and advice from the wonderful and helpful farmers and forestry people of Sao Miguel.
Now you need to know what a good boy Balu was. When I would wake up, not want to get out of bed due to my old bones hurting he would put his paw on my shoulder with a smile as if to say “I know it hurts dad but we have work to do”. That would get me out of bed and back to my project of peace. With him and his sister by my side every day. Even going to the market with me to just wait outside like a good boy that he was.
every kid in the village knew him and would light up when we went walking to the beach each day.
I have had many dogs over the years but no dog was ever so pure happy and full of love. Never a bark. Never a bite. Just love.
no one has ever looked at me with such love and compassion as he did and I don’t know what my next step is. He was my world in a true sense, no calls to families. No Christmas dinners, just me and my two goofballs trying to make something beautiful for next generations to enjoy.
time will pass and I know better than anyone memories fade, please as a community here remember my boy who died horrifically while I was pulled from his side by his very murderer. Love your babies, hug your children, and live with even the smallest amount of love and compassion Balu had, because I know if we all did this horrible world would be a better place.