Back from the meeting — taking a moment to rest before preparing materials for the water cycle model. It’s a science project with my quadruplets, and they’re thrilled to start gluing the craft pieces. My teenage boys are just as excited to help their younger siblings.
As I gaze at the Bosphorus Strait, sipping Türk kahvesi and savoring lamb kebab, my heart aches for my other half. I miss you, my love. The days feel incomplete without you here — your laughter, your warmth, and the way everything feels brighter when you’re around.
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