{"id":1661,"date":"2025-08-08T05:53:05","date_gmt":"2025-08-08T05:53:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tuvanatugsavul.com\/?p=1661"},"modified":"2025-08-09T13:03:40","modified_gmt":"2025-08-09T13:03:40","slug":"tuvana-my-first-and-brightest-joy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tuvanatugsavul.com\/en\/her-family\/tuvana-my-first-and-brightest-joy\/","title":{"rendered":"T\u00fcvana, my first and brightest joy!"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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G\u00f6nderen:<\/em>\u00a0Babas\u0131 \u015eibay \/ 8 A\u011fustos 2025<\/strong><\/p>

T\u00fcvana, the first light of my heart.<\/strong><\/p>

The day you were born, they showed you to me in the hospital. You were a baby with spiky hair. Sometimes, I would let you fall asleep on my chest. And in those moments, I wished I could open up my chest and draw you into me.<\/p>

You were about two or three in that photo I always kept in front of me \u2014 your blonde hair shone like gold in the sun, and you were smiling.<\/p>

T\u00fcvana, under your mother\u2019s guidance, you started nursery school at Charles de Gaulle High School, and from there, you eventually graduated.<\/p>

You were such a cheerful child. We once travelled to visit Canadian relatives \u2014 your mother, you, and your sister Dilara. They loved you both dearly. And there was that one time we went to Istanbul, just the three of us. We stayed at a hotel in Taksim. The next morning, we boarded a ferry across the Bosphorus, and I told you both the names of the docks: \u00dcsk\u00fcdar, Beylerbeyi, \u00c7engelk\u00f6y. That was your first encounter with Istanbul.<\/p>

You had a beautiful school life. In your final year of high school, you and your class, led by your athletic French teacher, went on a week-long cycling tour through Cappadocia. I remember the photo \u2014 you, smiling in colour, and I realised my little girl had become a young woman.<\/p>

There\u2019s also that photo of us dancing at the \u0130\u015fbank Club, just you and me. We both looked so happy \u2014 I certainly was, dancing with my daughter.<\/p>

And then we returned to that same hotel in Taksim for the Galatasaray University entrance exam. While you were inside, I chatted with some of the women waiting for their children \u2014 they had all hired private tutors. When you came out and said, \u201cDad, I passed,\u201d I didn\u2019t believe you. But you had. You truly had.<\/p>

Then came your time at Galatasaray University, your illness in the first year, your job at Suada, and later at Reina. And then the Reina tragedy\u2026 You\u2019ve faced disasters in your life \u2014 and always found your way out. Your last venture, opening the MYO restaurant, was a new beginning.<\/p>

You spent the first eighteen years of your life in Ankara, but you never returned. You chose to live in Istanbul. I remained in Ankara.\u00a0<\/p>

My dearest daughter, you blazed into our lives like a star, left your mark, and then, just as suddenly, vanished like one too.<\/p>

Like a star that appears briefly in the night sky \u2014 and then disappears. You will always be my first, my brightest light.<\/p>

Sleep peacefully, my beloved daughter. With your pure, crystal-clear heart. You were always too pristine for this world.
Until we meet again.<\/p>

Your father, \u015eibay.<\/strong><\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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