Yes, I got a new job! I can't belive my luck
It feels like God kissed me on the face. I was not even unemployed 3 months... and one of them I went to class, so. It was really quick. Loosing my old job (for budget purposes, not relating to my work performance) did not really hit me until after a while, and at one point I was really sad (and broke!), but then I somehow found new energy. It was literally one hour from when I talked to a distant friend, until we had a "job interview" in a cafe, which turned into a very extended job interview with the boss and a coworker coming to my city for a case, and then flying with them (doing the fast track...oh, the luxury) to the capital to meet with another coworker and do a presentation to their connected company all by myself! And then, it seems I was hired. Full time job, this time. It will be my first time in years working full time but I am just a little tired, that's all. I am almost finished with my first case and started on the second. My plan is to finish this one very fast and then go! 
I miss my SO so, so much....
I have not seen him in more than 3 months, which is not a whole lot compared to some, but for us it is a lot, and still I cant go until a couple of more weeks. We will break the record for how long we waited for one another this time. There has not been time, nor money. I was not even sure I could be time off, often you can't in a new job.... But I will take time off at the same time as my new coworker (since most of our work is team-based, it makes sense), which means a week in Turkey with SO. We want to make it a long week in Stockholm with my husband and our Sweedish friends, and parties in our flat, mountain hikes and trips to our family cabin. I look forward to a mostly Norwegian summer, and I look forward to working. It is lovely to feel wanted in my job, and SO will be working a lot, too. Who knows how he will work in the years to come, but for now I dont have much vaction and I just want to make money for us and our future. 
I cried so hard yesterday...and I was still a bit shell shocked this morning
. Ataturk international airport, which I have flown through so many times (when not flying directly to his city) was attacked by terrorists using granades, guns and bombs 
. The area where people arrive to take the escelators up to check in for international flights, or pass to past the many glass windows to reach the local planes, was flooded with shattered glass, blood and people dead, wounded or in shock. SO and I were both luckily far away from the events. But for him, and for me as well, it is was like someone attacked us personally: the place we thought would be safe, and that ensured the air traffic for Turkey and the transfer hub for many cities in the world, was under attack 
. I was happy to see that SO and I reacted in the same way, and that in his pain he reached out to me and showed me his numbness, his endless sadness and was not trying to be "perfect' and put together. It was just chaos and death and spreading of fear. And I feel it in my heart so much that Turkey belongs to me, too, and I am a part of it. We have to live with this pain that exists, and the meaningless violence. There has been acts of terrorism before, and when I visited SOs home town at the Syrian border there was even a bomb alert when I was there (in addition to the daily roumers), but this time the country was attacted at the roots. I dont think there has been a more painful day for Turkey since the mining accidents when everyone had their profile pics black and the tvs were showing women crying rolling on the floor. It is such a numbing pain and my eyes well up just writing about it. There is nothing we can do, other than trying to shake off the numbness. 
Well, Erdogan found the sense to shake hands with Putin. So at least Russian tourists will be coming, since they will be allowed now.
What do I do?
My new job is supervising the child protection services, or rather, we work as a team to be a second opinion when parents loose the custody if their children in minority families. My partner is an experienced psycologist and I am educated in social anthropology and comparative religion, and together we examine what happens in the specific cases; if there are misunderstandings, if some things have been overlooked, if someone is lying, if someone is mentally ill, what is going on with the communcation on the family and of course if the parents should get their child or children back, and if they are receptible to parenting education. The main reason for the parents to loose their children is physical abuse. Norway has a zero policy when it comes to violence, and health care proffessionals are obliged to report any signs of even minor cases of violence to either the child protection services or the police. Sometimes this works out beautifully, other times not so much. In any case, the parents often want their child back. And so the judge associated with the county needs a second opinion, and he or she may contact our company. It is a new field, they call our role minority consultant or minority expert- it is emerging as a new field, and I feel very lucky to be a part of it! I am also very happy to see SO thrive in his new job. The restaurant is one of my favourite places, so I can't wait to spend more time there.
I havent been to the beach/cafe yet, due to being very loyal during the 2-3 seasons during our relationship that SO worked at the competing beach place..... I still like his old place, but I have to be loyal of course. They have these special "beds" on the beach that I am very curious about using. I hope to be able to read and write a lot during my stay, and pick up on my Turkish again. I am reading Turkish with a friend this summer, but I need to get better at my self-study; Babbbel.com is missing me. I hope to be able to ride bikes with SO. And eat fish again... And just swim and otherwise secretly stare at my beautiful man working. I love watching him walk or to see him from afar. I could recognize his voice anywhere. I am sad that we talk so little over Skype these days, but we work opposing shifts usually and he lives at the dorm.Everywhere pregnant women...
The bride from last fall gave birth to a girl. SO's friend's fiance is pregnant and living in Turkey (I gave her some visa advice, glad she could make it happen), looks like they will marry and move to her native Sweeden. It is hard to not think too much about it... But I have to get up my health even more. Eat healthy and work out. Talk to my boys some more. It is not my time just yet. Our grand-kittens are born....sweet grey-and-black and white fur bals... 3 generations of cat. I am in love with the tiny things even if I have only seen the pictures. I love how caring SO is with them, feeding them. He is not afraid to care for those around him and I love him for it.