An Immigration Attorney who has Walked the Path

I am fortunate to say that my life journey, albeit sometimes painful, has prepared me in a very unique way to be an effective advocate. I was born to an Assyrian-Armenian Christian family in Iran in 1979. I grew up in Iran and bore witness to the atrocities of the Iran-Iraq war—not to mention public floggings and public hangings.

In 1989, my life as a refugee child began. My family and I sought refuge in Germany, but that time period posed problems of its own. I witnessed Neo-Nazi marches, Molotov cocktail attacks, and the fall of the Berlin Wall. It was a painful period.

It took three years for our paperwork to be processed, and in 1992, the United States welcomed us. We were grateful. However, the lack of resources, not being able to speak English, and, quite frankly, the sheer culture shock weighed heavily on me.

That being said, by the grace of God and thanks to the strong foundation I had at home, I overcame those trials and tribulations. Now, I find myself in a position to be of help. I don’t take that position for granted. I am thankful, in fact, for those painful episodes—because had it not been for them, I could not, in good conscience or honestly, say to clients: I understand.

So when I say I understand, I mean it. I have walked in your shoes. I’ve seen what you’ve seen. And that is precisely why I am the soldier who is never going to desert you.