It was a very hot and humid day in Hanoi, Vietnam. Just a few days before the Chinese New Year 2017. One could breathe in the air the dense, hectic and chaotic energy that was all around. I decided to go to the rooftop of the hostel I was staying at, to find some peace for my yoga practice. Little did I know, that I was also going to find the person whom years later will be my future husband. He approached me as I was getting out of down-dog (so nice of him to wait) to tell me something. Next thing I know, we were absolutely engaged in deep conversation and laughter. We hung out together non stop for the next 48 hours. Sitting by the lake two days after, it was almost midnight and I started to yawn. The breeze made me -almost involuntarily- move closer to him. He kissed me. I look at him, and said: "Finally. Now, I'm going to bed. Good Night".