Well

I think the hardest part about living in Turkey is not being around my family. 

  I love my family a lot and I have to say I miss my family more and more everyday. 

 I get to talk to Connor and Beka about three times a week, but I think that not being able to see them on a regular basis is really getting me and them down. 

 On Christmas day we were able to talk for about three hours. I guess their dad decided that that was too long (say what??? Yeah! I know) and so he put a limit on their Parental Controls so they can only talk to me for so long now.  Sometimes I feel like what am I doing here? 

 I can't explain my feelings on this matter because they are so complex and hard to express. I normally am pretty good as expressing myself matter-of- fact and with out emotion, but something this deeply personal and emotional to me is very difficult to express.

  I think I will write more on the subject, I have to close this post for now.