It was my first time after 1,5 year when I went back to Turkey to visit my family. That was the longest time, I was far away from them. When I first decided to came to America I calculate everything; how many years I am going to stay there, what I am going to study, what I am going to do after I get my degree, in which company I am going to work, what I need to work there etc. Only one thing I could not realize that how much I will miss my family, my friends and my life in Turkey.
As soon as I got my result from Toefl exam I called my agency to book my flight back ticket. I was waiting for this time for 6 months. Finally I got the score what I need to apply a university in America. During the six months I was dreaming my family to came and pick me up from airport, I was running through them as fast as I can and hugging each other and crying and happiness like a Yesilcam Turkish movie. While I was dreaming them again I got a phone call from my agency. Exciting answer was: ‘Your flight back ticket is booked’. Finally I were be able to go back my country in one month. I was not really happy to wait 1 more month but I already had waited for 1,5 year I could wait one more month.
I was looking at my calendar everyday and there was a stupid cute smile on my face. I was counting down everyday on my facebook. I was shopping and keep shopping and dreaming their face when they saw my presents that I bought for them.
Finally there was one more day left, next step was to pack up. I almost packed nothing for my myself. My one big suitcase and one hand bag was full with the presents. When my host dad saw me while I was packing he thought that I would do shuttle trade.
And there was only 26 hours to see everybody and everything what I missed. After 2 stop flight I would be at home. My last stop was in Germany and there was a lot of Turkish people live there. I wished to travel with one of them and my wish came true. I was traveling with a father from Turkey. He told me about all his life like each typical Turkish people does; how his wife got sick, how his daughter helped him that’s why how important to have a daughter, his sons did not care about mother’s sickness. At this time I realized that I am very close to Turkey. When pilot announced that we were in Istanbul, I looked out of window and I saw mosques I was so excited and I started to cry. My family was a couple steps a way from me, finally I would be able to touch them.
I grabbed my suitcase and I ran through the gate. As soon as I got out I was looking for my mom. But I saw my brother first. He was there with my cousin and they were looking for me. I yield them and left my suitcases and started to ran. I touched them, kissed them hugged them and kept crying for sure.
My cousin took me to the home. As soon as we arrived My mom opened the door. I’ve never felt excited like that before in my life. I had missed her so much. I smelled her, kissed her hundreds of time and she started to cry with me. My uncle, uncle’s wife, my cousins were there too. ‘Thank God I am at home. I am at home where I grow up, where I spent my whole life, where my first love is, where my best friends are’
I was so happy and it was so good to feel to be at home. In one hour my friends came to see me. I was keep crying whomever I saw. It was 10 pm, I heard a sound in front of my door. And there was a red light and somebody was playing music so loudly. The door nocked and I opened the door. My friend was carrying a cake with the candels on it, on his other hand he was carrying a red firebrand and he said ‘ welcome back to your home’ . There were 7 more people behind him and they were doing folk dance on the street. In a couple minute my all neighbours heard that I was back to Istanbul. My neighbours came to say welcome home to me by one by. It was such an amazing day in my life I will never forget. And now counting down from 365day to meet with them again.