Working all day, trying to concentrate... the Turk is coming home tonight! The meetings seem to last forever. He calls when he gets into the country...almost but not quite home. Get into the car to drive to the airport... traffic everywhere....breathe and focus....you'll get there. Plane has arrived...now waiting for the tram to arrive. Nope, not that one. He needs time to get off the plane. Nope, not that one either..probably not enough time. Lots of people getting off this one...wait, I think I see...yes! There he is with a great big smile.
Arms outstretched we grab each other and hug tightly. Its been a long 6 weeks and now I can finally see that he looks great. Tired from the trip of course, but great. Now its time to bring him back home where I can keep an eye on him. That crazy Turk - what will I do with him!
