Fulya - it seemed like an unusual friendship.
You were 30-something, I was 20-something.
You were an architect, I was a piano teacher.
You were a Muslim, I was a Christian.
You spoke my language (mostly!!), I did not speak yours.
But yet, our hearts formed a fast friendship.
Maybe it was because we were both stay-at-home moms now.
Maybe it was because our little boys were one month apart and we loved seeing them learn & grow & interact together.Maybe it was because we loved doing new things.
Maybe it was because God joined our hearts together.
But I loved that you were always up for a playdate or an adventure.
We had some wonderful times - the picnic in the park, the Children's Museum, sharing Thanksgiving together, the Science Museum, celebrating all of our birthdays, dinner at your apartment, many playdates, bowling.............
I am making Andrew start saving for tickets to Istanbul now. :)
I will miss you, my friend. And, I sincerely hope, I will see you later.