Our Journey Continued: Home, Names, and Life

Hey You,

I have been living in the UK for nine years now.

When I first arrived, Brighton was my starting point. I came here for school, carrying dreams, curiosity, and the quiet fear that comes with beginning again in a new country.

At that time, I could not bring Paşa and Punk with me, that was our first separation :( because of travel conditions and UK regulations, they stayed behind with my family for a while. It was one of the hardest parts of leaving. We were apart, but never disconnected. They were always with me in photos, in videos, and in my heart. Also I visited them very often but the first one was worth the world. No words to explain their reaction to seeing me after a month. They understood that Mama hadn't abandoned them. Those two kids were my chosen family, my life, my only peace in this life.

Then I moved to London, and the time finally came. Paşa and Punk joined me here as well, but unfortunately, after a very long time, I don't even want to remember that time, it was very hard for the three of us. But finally, when they came, everything shifted. We began our journey again, this time together, building a new life as a family. New routines, new streets, new smells, and new memories. London became more than a place to work or live, wherever my babies are, my home was/is there.

This brand, Paşa & Punk, carries that feeling of reunion and belonging. It comes from starting over, together.

So a bit about me. My given name is Pınar.

But names, like lives, grow and change.

Over the years, friends and family have called me by many nick names. Pinny, Nar, Pin, P, Madame, Şeker :) Each one holds a different version of love, closeness, and memory. They remind me that identity is not fixed. It is shaped by connection, and I carry their energy with me all those life time journey. Yes, I believe in the energy of the name :)

After losing Paşa and Punk, I chose another name for myself.

Zoe.

Zoe (Zoeh) means Life.

After so much loss and pain, choosing that name became a quiet act of survival. It was a way to hold on, to keep moving, to remember that life continues even when your heart feels shattered. Zoe became an energy, a reminder, and a support system I carried within myself.

Paşa & Punk exists between all these moments.

Between countries.

Between names.

Between loss and life.

It is a story about love that travels, about family that finds its way back to each other, and about choosing life again and again.

Thank you for being here and for walking a part of this journey with me.

With love,

P. Zoe x