A message in a bottle.

I met my son’s father in 2009. We got married in 2014. My husband was involved in a serious road accident in August 2016, when I was eight months pregnant. His condition was life-threatening, with a severe head injury rated 7.5 out of 15. In September 2016, our son Naim was born.

Years of watching my husband’s invisible after-effects grow and destroy our lives. Separation, his imprisonment due to behavioural issues stemming from his injuries, abandonment by doctors and specialists, eight years of wandering, survival, struggling to make people understand his condition, futile battles, then an improvement in his condition since 2022; stability is finally returning, my son is happy to be reunited with his dad under good circumstances, they have lots of plans...They have been spending a great deal of time together since his father’s release on day release. My husband is resuming his role as a father with love and a desire to make up for lost time with his son.

Then, upon his release from prison, whilst his son was waiting for him, my husband was taken directly into custody by the border police, as his application to renew his residence permit had been refused due to his imprisonment.

Imprisonment directly due to the consequences of his condition, seven years to complete medical assessments...A very slow judicial system; we didn’t have time to have our case heard in court, the guilty party is free, my husband is being deported to Morocco despite his family ties and having lived in France since 2004, and we risk never receiving the compensation linked to the accident that shattered our lives.

Today I am alone with my son, suffering from long-term depression; there have been too many trials to bear.

I am trying to find ways to take my son to see his father in Morocco every four months; I am looking for a financial solution. I don’t know how to go about it, but my priority is to manage to take my son to see his father in Morocco.

We have endured so much injustice and misfortune; my eight-year-old son cries every day for his father, who himself is also suffering from being separated from his son.

If my story touches you, thank you for your help.