![]() ![]() But no amount of hard work could help them find love. They were doctors, lawyers, ad executives, entrepreneurs, writers, politicians and powerhouses. A lot of them were homeowners and were absolutely killing it in their professional and creative endeavours. The vast majority of my female applicants were in their 30s and 40s with amazing lives. In it, the tragic anti-heroine says, “I want for once in my life to have power to mould a human destiny” and I sat up very straight in my chair. Early on, I remember seeing a production of Hedda Gabler. It was good and meaningful work-with the added allure of having power over people’s fates. For the first few years of matchmaking, I burst into tears at every client engagement, wedding invitation and birth announcement. Gushing, grateful emails and smiling couple selfies started piling up in my inbox. Forty clients registered in my very first week. Yet somehow, lonely stranger after lonely stranger entrusted me with their money and their heart. Now, I had no actual training as a matchmaker. I walked away from the 9-to-5 job I hated and started my own matchmaking company. After the third or fourth like-minded couple dated courtesy of my meddling, I took a huge gamble. I started introducing single people to one another and they just kept falling in love (or, at least, lust). I asked her if she’d be open to meeting a funny doctor with a penchant for bar trivia when she got back home (she very much was).įive years later, I was toasting Cam and Lana at their wedding. I asked her if she had a type (she didn’t). I asked Lana if she was single (she was). The person she reminded me of was Cameron, a university pal. Later, she said something a bit geeky and I felt a jolt of recognition. I went through a mental Rolodex of my female friends but just couldn’t place her. The more I talked to her, the more she reminded me of someone I knew. Lana was cute, whip-smart and sarcastic as hell. In your twenties, it doesn’t take much more than matching Canadian flag patches on weathered backpacks to cement your status as travel besties. I met Lana on a tour bus in Paris and we became instant pals. ![]()
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