Grandma hearts Ali

Yesterday, I attended my grandmother's wedding. Now, that's something
you don't say everyday! It was a nice wedding, and finally she has her
man, Ali, as a legal husband.

Ali is from Iraq but had to escape to Sweden. He lived here in exile
for a while, but was then deported and moved to Greece for about a
year. During that time, my grandmother has constant contact with the
Swedish immigration service and earlier this year, he came back!

After the wedding ceremony we had cake and coffee for everyone and
after that the closest family went to a Libanese restaurant and had a
meze dinner.

Ali is my new grandfather, and in a way my only grandfather. Can't
wait until he speaks Swedish!