I am back. I am in love. I am not sure it will work, but will continue to work at making my own mistakes.
He wants kids, like now. He wants marriage too, same as me, but his family will not even meet me until I am Muslim... They will be waiting long time I fear.
I may go to Istanbul this winter, to see some friends, be with him possibly, and experience life. I've told my mother as much. I think she's clicked about S and I, but I don't think she realises just how serious things are...
Man, am I tired. Sleep. Now.