Trying hard to keep up with each day lately.
Sometimes it feels as if the Earth is spinning faster and faster. When I look back at April and May, they almost seem like a silhouette.
When I open my diary and read through those days, I remember the causes and effects, along with the emotions that came with them.
I'm not someone who lives in the past, but looking back helps me understand what I want and where I'm heading.
This spring felt a bit like running on a treadmill. Day after day, it seemed as though I was staying in the same place.
But life is sometimes like that.
You keep moving while the view remains the same. Then one day, you notice stronger muscles and realize how far you've actually come.
Maybe that's what this spring was like for me.
And here we are...
Saying hello to June.
Here are a few moments from April and May that found their way into my camera roll, my diary, and my heart.
Three-month checkups continue.
Waiting for test results in the hospital garden...
Smiling and holding on to the belief that everything is fine, while quietly carrying those inevitable what ifs inside.
Still, a cup of tea, a sandwich, good conversation, and a bit of greenery can make even hospital waiting feel surprisingly bearable.
A small signing event, a few conversations, and a reminder that books have a way of finding their readers.
Alaçatı Book Days, 2026 / Mother's Day
I started the day thinking of my mom and the beautiful memories we shared together.
Then, my dear son's face appeared on the screen, bringing his loving words and good wishes with him. The one who made me experience the joy of motherhood.
Even though he was having a busy day himself, he still found time to call.
I feel lucky.
And a few shot from his business trips
We are living through complicated times. The world carries more than its share of pain.
I have always believed in Generation Z. My son is part of that generation.
"In my book 13th Floor," I wrote about my feelings for the generations that inherit the world we leave behind. A few days ago, while translating those pages into English with my son, my eyes filled with tears once again.
For all the places they were able to reach and all the places they could not. For everything they have, and everything they have been denied.
We are responsible.
Seeing young people care deeply about the world they will inherit gives me hope.
April..April 🎂🌸🧁🎈🎉
Fifty-eight has a funny way of making you notice how quickly the seasons come and go.
"Knowing that our children are healthy, safe, and at peace is one of the greatest joys a mother can experience.
In a world where so many illnesses and hardships exist, helping them move forward toward better tomorrows is the gift we, as mothers, can leave behind.
May their smiles never fade."
13th Floor/ Book
