I live in the Greater Washington, D.C. area and attend medical school full-time. The name of the school which I attend is not important, unless I suddenly become overcome with the compulsion to be dismisssed from said school (which, being hundreds of thousands of dollars into debt so far, I probably won’t). If you do happen to figure out which school I attend, please note that the opinions and views presented on this blog do not represent those of the institution I attend and should not be perceived as such.
On August 8, 2010, I should have married a New York banker named Rich. We called off the wedding and broke up six weeks before it was supposed to happen. It was tragic and miserable, but without a doubt, the best decision of my life. I started this blog to write about this huge, life-altering event and the ensuing dating adventures of a newly single gal.
In my past life, I was a relationship advice columnist. I did this for just over six years. I also did some marketing for the publishing house that produced my magazine and wrote freelance for other Christian publications about social interactions, sex, and dating. In 2008, I co-authored a young adult devotional book with a man who offered me a book deal after finding a similar personal blog I was writing. (It is not linked here for privacy and general cringe-like reasons.)
I am a conservative Christian, but the spiritual life I practice is more of a reflection of my personal relationship with God than the desire to be involved in organized religion. I was brought up in the Seventh-day Adventist church and after briefly exploring other religions in my teens, I do believe that the tenants of the Adventist church very accurately reflect those of the Bible—what I believe to be the most reliable source of truth for my spiritual journey. I have been the friend and girlfriend of many who do not share my beliefs and I hope that these beliefs will not offend you. I assure you that your beliefs will not offend me.
In November 2011, I started dating a man that contacted me via LinkedIn. His profile indicated that he was an attorney in Washington, DC and he sent me a message that suggested that we somehow knew each other. I didn't recognize his face or name, but after a little mental scraping, I realized that we must have gone to high school together about ten years ago. Two months after communicating over email and text message, we started dating exclusively. He's the kind of man who opens doors, calls to check in, and treats me like a princess. On this blog, I refer to him as The Lawyer.