It’s October 18th 2009. I’m writing into my diary: “I wish I meet a guy with whom I’ll live happily ever after – if it is God’s will, of course.“ In the end of the record I drew the moon and star.
I always drew the moon and star at that time. I liked it. It was kinda dreamy, and fairy tale ending to me. How could I know that this tiny little drawing will change my life forever?
A month later He came into my life.
Finally, I can share everything I love. If I say that my favourite blogger follows me, he’s excited. If I say that we should buy more Turkish kids’ books, he’s excited. If I say that I might write about kids’ books for a magazine, he’s excited. If I say that the black guy from Twilight movie is more handsome than the pale one, he says: “I didn’t want to tell you, but – you know, I’m Indian.“
I love him. He’s the One. The One who comes from the land of the moon and star.
Happy Valentine’s Day!