I met my husband online.  On Match.com to be exact.  

We met three years ago.  Back when there was no Tinder.  It was still considered a last resort to go online to try to find someone.  In fact, when I told my best friend I was getting on Match, she said, "oh I'm nowhere near desperate enough to do that."  There was a stigma, and I tried to keep it a secret.

I was what you might call a serial dater.  I've had a boyfriend since I was 16 or 17, and I've always been in long term relationships.  I loved the comfort of having a boyfriend, and I was used to it. 

When I was 27 I found myself newly single and lost.  I remember saying to that same best friend, "I don't know anyone I want to date.  If there was someone in my life who I wanted to date I would have already done it."  With that attitude, I let my friend Laura set up a Match.com account for me.  Within a few days she spotted Jimmy.  He  lived in Virginia Highland and listed live music, travel and skiing under his interests.  Even though I wasn't sold on the idea, I reached out to him.  I think my email said something like, "I like your interests and think we have a lot in common."

Not long ago my frend Ginny Stelling and I went to Preserving Place to take a class on Biscuit Making.Preserving Place is a new shop on the Westside that offers gourmet jams as well as "farm to store" items.  As soon as we walked in I liked the vibe of the store.  Not pretentious or stuffy... just home to delicious foods.