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The Istanbul Chronicles: Introducing Glenna

While living there I have meet some amazing people who have helped me to further open my mind in various things like food, other cultures, and people.

My best friend Glenna, I meet her while working at our first teaching job in Kadikoy, Istanbul. Our friendship was not an immediate one and it was only at school.  But one day I noticed that Glenna had not been to work for a few days.  I was thinking that she was sick or something, and the something turned out to be her damn husband whose name no one can pronounce, but we always called him Edward.  From there is where our friendship grow and became strong thanks to her now ex-husband.

Now keep in mind that Glenna and I were still getting to know each other before the following event happen.

One day I get a call from Glenna and she was very upset and scared. According the her, she and Edward had one of their fight where this time he had pushed her, she fell backwards and hit her head on the coffee table.  It caused her to have blood running down her face and a horrible headache.  She went to the hospital however Edwards had told the doctors and nurses not to treat her.  Now from what I was told, what is between husband and wife is between a husband and a wife, and normally I would NOT have butted in.  However, his actions towards his wife was not humane or was they Christian like.  Y'all, I was beside myself when Glenna told me this, and I was very concern for my friend's safety.

Y'all, I went looking for Edward's ass and I was freakin heated. Thanks to Glenna, she took me to all his hang out spots a couple a weeks age before this accident, and told me that if anything should happen to her, I should go look for Edwards at one of his spots.  I visited a few spots and asked some of his friends and they were liked he should not be coming here any more. (Sidebar: If y'all had meet Edward even y'all would have been like "This mother father here!") By the time I got to the church in which they attended, the pastor was there, and he and I go to talking about Glenna and Edwards. Little to my surprise, Edward's had been going on with his abuse towards Glenna for sometime according to pastor.

The Pastor and I also got to talking about various relationships that occurs between a man and woman on many levels.  Some thing that I will admit, never took the time to think about. I must have been there at the church for about two hours, and I was about to leave when Edwards came in the church.

It was the Pastor who started off the greetings, and Edward said "Hello, nice to you Victoria."  "What the fuck you mean "Nice to meet Victoria"? This is not the first time we are meeting; you and Glenna just had dinner with me and my husband."  Y'all forgive me, however those were the words that came out of my mouth in front of the Pastor.  And from then on . . . I could not stop with the tongue lashing towards Edward. That man caused me to curse his ignorant ass out in every scripture that I could remember from my childhood.  I started quoting some scriptures that I did not understood would have any relevance to Glenna and Edward's situation at that time, but I was spitting them out like I was MC Lyte of the baptist church in front of the pastor. The only thing the pastor could do was look dumbfounded, while Edward had a look on his face that clearly stated "What should I do now?"

The days that follow after that were light on Glenna; Edward wasn't so abusive anymore.  Well at least not the physical part of it.  They still had there moments and I continue to support Glenna in what she wanted and needed to do from her own survival there.  What I had learned in Istanbul I shared with Glenna; Edward did not like that. Oh fuckin well! was the mentality from both Glenna and I when it came it Edward.  There was a lot of things that Edward did not want Glenna to know about but as long as she and I was hitting the streets, we learned everything and anything there was to be learn about.

In a cynical way I am grateful to Edward for allowing me to meet such a wonderful woman who I was able to share many happy, sad, and tearful moments.

Even today, she and I still share happy, sad and tearful moments here in the states.   And just like two old hags, we argue about everything.

Coming soon, I will have more of our crazy ass adventures and moments that some of you will say "That did not happen!"



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