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15 February, 2011 Belek, Turkey

3/1/2011

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The storm clouds have unfortunately not lifted yet. I am filled with anxiety for several reasons: Willie’s passport and the possible crisis should we not receive it; uncertainty about my emotional reaction in regards to an upcoming meeting with good friends; not being in fellowship with Willie. We have droves of dirty clothes. At a Laundromat I finally understand that I cannot do the washing – the Laundromat man does that for us.  I am so confused whether we should do it or not, cannot make up my mind… but we finally leave our clothes there to pick it up a few hours later.

We meet our friends at the hotel. We were so happy to see one another, and we had a wonderful time of sharing and catching up. All my fretting and fears were unnecessary: the passport has arrived and meeting our friends was one of the best things I could do. I left with a thankful heart, but also disappointed with my own response to stress.
Good friends of Andrej and Hugo, who went to the same school, live in Antalya and they invited us to come and stay with them. We follow interesting directions: pass the airport; straight through a round-a-bout with orange balls; left at a building with smiling faces and right to apartments with round red balconies across from a hotel. The Bultema family stay on the 13th floor of an apartment building that has the most incredible view over the city, Aegean Sea and snow-covered mountains. James is in Holland and we meet Renata and Talya. The Bultema home serves as a haven for all 4 of us: to find our equilibrium after weeks of uncertainty and worry about Willie’s Syrian visa.
We spend hours around the kitchen table talking, laughing about Hugo and Andrej’s school stories, getting to know one another and sharing experiences. It is fascinating to hear about James and Renata’s experiences in Turkey where they’ve lived and worked for more than 20 years.

We enjoy the comfort of a home with renewed appreciation: clean sheets, bathrooms, warm water, dry towels…With internet available we can also catch up on administration, updating our website and make contact with our family. How the internet has changed our world – with the push of a button from Berlin, Bulgaria, Turkey or wherever we can speak to our families any place in the world!
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    Caren

    "There is something about safari life that makes you forget all your sorrows and feel as if you had drunk half a bottle of champagne - bubbling over with heartfelt gratitude for being alive. One only feels really free when one can go in whatever direction one pleases over the plains, to get to the river at sundown and pitch one's camp, with the knowledge that one can fall asleep
    beneath other trees, with another view before one, the next night." -
     Karen Blixen - Out of Africa, Kenya
    'Of course as I am reading this, I know that you DO get your visas and the container DOES get released, but oh the internal struggle we face even though we should trust (as Hugo does) that God has His hands on all things and is constantly taking care of us.'


    From a Friend:
    :) Crazy to think that we are ALL made of blood, bone and water yet we speak in so many tongues that getting along together becomes a massive task within itself.

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