Today I want to dedicate this entire article to the amazing women that follow my adventures. You have all at some time encouraged, supported, laughed and commiserated with me. You have given me advice on mosquito bites, bladder infections (let’s not go there), racism and heartbreak. Moving to a new country without friends and family support unit has been one of the most difficult things I have ever done, but you have made the transition easier for me.
As an avid people watcher my favourite part of “meeting” you all has been in reading your bios where I have discovered your hopes, fears, inspirations and dreams. I have absolutely loved pouring over your beautiful photographs particularly those of your lovely families. And all those mouth-watering recipes! I have a profound case of cookery envy, particularly as my culinary ability should carry a government health warning. Last Christmas Day when there were endless power cuts that Turkey is so famous for, I managed to give Ahmet and myself food poisoning when I failed to cook the chicken thoroughly. Fortunately the apartment has no stove, so for the time being Ahmet has dodged a bullet.
I envy those of you with real creativity and artistic flair with the beautifully laid out blogs including those of you that are wives, moms, career women, and yet still find time to write. You are all truly amazing women who have supported me at a crossroads in my life and hand held me along my journey. This experience has been an unexpected bonus and I am truly richer for it.
So tonight ladies when I am sat on my balcony in good old Tinky Town listening to the crickets and watching the sun go down, I will raise a glass to each and every one of you.
We all have a story to tell and I thank you for allowing me to share yours and vice versa.