Sometimes you know it’s just time, to start again, to dance, to be the one you want to be.
I just checked my previous post and I saw I haven’t wrote to you since we moved, God wow time flies doesn’t it, or maybe I have been lazy recently.
So what has happened to me.
Ehsan, my brother, he visited us along with my parents. It felt like Urmiah again. Each day I woke up It felt like I’m home, oh God home sweet home. Don’t be stupid live at your parents and enjoy the good food.
Me and my mother have our differences and we argue a lot, but when it comes to love I know there is no one who loves me more and I love her the most. We had lots of guests, mama baked super yummy Kofte Tabrizis. Oh My goodness even thinnking about them makes me hungry. While my parents were here we went to Napa, Carmel, Angel Island, Monterrey, San Francisco, Gilroy lots of gatherings with good friends. I wish she was always here with me. Since she has been here I have done nothing, (not nothing i have been to salons a lot :D). After she is gone I better practice my way back to kitchen again 😀