After my third stroke in January 2010, my life entered a new phase. I had been through a great deal and was still recovering and reflecting. When Mischa was offered the opportunity to work in Turkey, our family faced a major step.
A completely new world
We initially planned to live in Turkey for three years. In the end, it became five—something I could not have imagined at the time.
Our first journey was an exploratory visit. I had never been to Turkey and wondered what awaited us. The warmth, colours and culture felt like a completely new world. The friendly and welcoming people made us feel warmly received.
Searching for a new home
Together with our relocation manager, we viewed houses in several compounds. Each compound felt like a small world of its own, with beautiful homes, greenery, sprinklers and quiet roads.
At one house, a paved path led steeply downhill. It looked charming at first, but the large stones were uneven and crooked. My right leg was still thirty per cent paralysed. Every step required extra concentration and it felt as though the ground was moving beneath me.
Mischa noticed immediately, held my arm firmly and helped me keep my balance.
Supported, yet vulnerable
It was a significant moment. I felt supported, both literally and figuratively. At the same time, I felt embarrassed and wanted the ground to swallow me.
The path reminded me of my limitations. Acquired brain injury would affect my daily life in this new country too. Yet I felt determined and optimistic. We would find our way together, however different it might be. My family’s enthusiasm gave me the strength to overcome those first barriers.
Two houses, one decision
Both houses were beautiful and had their own charm. We decided that the children could choose when we returned together in May.
Their eyes lit up at the house with a swimming pool outside. At five and seven, they absolutely loved water. The decision was quickly made.
Secretly, I was very relieved. The other house was in a compound that was much larger and steeper. Reaching its swimming pool would have required climbing a considerable hill every time.
Ready for the adventure
It felt good to see the children’s happiness and know this would become our new home. It was the first of many decisions that shaped our life in Turkey.
I felt a deep confidence that we could manage this together. Sometimes a step into the unknown can lead to wonderful new experiences. Life remains an adventure, and it is never too late to begin again.