I met my husband on board a cruise ship...he was one of the navigation officers, I was the doctor...I had numerous suitors, American and European passengers, as well as crew members (ranging from fellow officers to non-officer crew), but I chose my husband because I fell in love with him.  We dated for quite a while then he proposed and we agreed to get married and live permanently in Canada and give up the cruise ships. 

I just wanted a normal, happy marriage, but I never knew wanting something so basic would entail a lot of hard work and in my case, lots of tears and heartaches.

Now I am working on getting my MD license equalized here in British Columbia, which isn't exactly an easy process as Canada, unlike the US is not so open to immigrant doctors.  I've passed all the board exams and am now waiting for a spot to take the orals in British Columbia, as I specifically want a license here.  Meanwhile, my personal life (aka love life) has deteriorated to such a point that it makes me wonder every day how come I'm still sane and thriving...

So there. Not the most enviable situation to be in, I can assure you, and I'm pretty sure most of you who are on this site have come from a bad relationship or two...otherwise, you won't be here.

I wish us all luck as we look for that ever elusive muse...lasting LOVE.