9 years ago today Maher and I got married. In Montreal. We were amidst close family and friends – a party we won’t forget.
There was dancing – from barefoot in the rain with Yerba Buena at the jazz fest, the garba and dandiya raas non-stop night, to the gypsy band “Soleil Tzigane” who used to play Friday and Saturday’s at Cafe Sarajevo, what used to be my hangout while we long distanced. We were thrilled that the musicians accepted to do our reception.
Ederlezi – Goran Bregovic (First dance)
I can’t just grab a photo that represents the occasion from my phone’s camera roll or off FB, our wedding photos are stuffed into a steel box in Chengdu. Hard copy.
4 moves, a few mistakes, a stroke, IVF, NICU time, Leila and Rahul, long distance all over again on, and we continue to sneak moments together, learn about each other, grow in our relationship, listen to each other more intently, accept each other more sincerely, continue to compromise, let go, and love more deeply.
At least that’s what we try to do anyway. And hope for more years together.
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Natasha Devalia 
The musician and the dancer.
Both do their thing while listening and watching the other, and follow the same rhythm in their hearts.
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Pasca,
Thank you Pasca. That was beautiful. You are a poet. I think I wrote something exactly 2 years ago wondering when you’d start blogging – waiting for your next post! Miss you,
N
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such simplicity and soo much depth. And that’s how I define you always….here’s wishing you many many more years of love and happiness.
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Renu,
Thanks for your sweet comment. Can’t wait to see you guys again. N
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