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A risky way to move to the United States

Immigrant Stories
Glenwood Springs, CO Colorado
Sabrina Ferguson
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Nine years ago, Sabrina Ferguson left Venezuela for the United States. She was leaving with Daniel, a man she had met four months before on the Internet. She was trusting that Daniel was the man of her dreams, but she had her doubts along the way.

Ferguson: My parents had been trying for 13 years to have a child. They finally decided to adopt. They contacted an attorney in Florida and told him they were looking for a newborn baby to adopt. The attorney found an expectant mother who was giving her child up for adoption. All the necessary papers were signed. The mom gave me up when I was born, and my parents took me back to Venezuela where I was raised.

My mom was from Argentina and my dad is from Venezuela. But luckily for me, even though I spent the first 28 years of my life in Venezuela, I still retained my American citizenship, which is what allowed me to come here nine years ago.

Gallacher: Why did you come?

Ferguson: I met my husband on jdate.com. We chatted for approximately two months and spoke on the phone regularly. And then one day he said that he was coming to Venezuela in July and he did. Two months later he showed up. He stayed a week. At the end of that week I left with him.

The day we left my parents came with Daniel and me to the airport in a taxi. They were not very happy. Their only child was leaving with a man she had only known, in person, for about a week, even though we had actually known each other for a couple of months. But I was determined to go, and they realized they had no choice. I was 28 years old. But I did have a two-way ticket just in case things didn’t work out. But it was pretty scary the way I came here. We landed in Denver late in the afternoon, and it was starting to get dark as we drove towards the mountains to his home in Redstone. I was used to a city where I was surrounded by all the lights and I could see people and houses. But when we got outside of the city there were few lights and I began to wonder.

He kept telling me, “We are almost there.” And I was thinking, “We are almost where?” That went on for almost three and a half hours. Suddenly he made a turn into this really dark place and said, “OK, we’re here!” At that point I was really scared. I couldn’t see anything, it was totally dark, and I thought, “Oh my gosh, what have I gotten myself into?”

It is a great story the way it ended. We got married and now have three wonderful children, but it could have been the opposite.

Gallacher: So what thoughts ran through your head at the time?

Ferguson: Did I do the right thing? Who is this guy? What is going to happen to me? It was a very scary time.

Many of my friends have told me that I really took a huge risk. But I guess you have to take a risk once in a while. Even my parents, who were so afraid and upset at losing me in that way, came to realize that it was the best thing I ever did. They got to see me starting my family. They knew I was much happier and that I belonged here.

Immigrant Stories runs every Monday in the Post Independent.


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