Matchmaker, Matchmaker…

As a Jewish single, I had been dating around the city for three years. It’s so tiresome to meet men online only to find out how boring they actually are in real life. When I realized that I had had enough, I asked my mother’s advice. She told me to go to my synagogue and try to meet a man there, but I was reluctant. So I found the next best thing: the Chai Center. I applied and sent in my picture to their singles program and the following week I got a phone call. Desperate, I met the man who they set me up with, but at the restaurant, I was pleasantly surprised! Not only was he handsome and sweet, but he’s a doctor. Needless to say, we got along really well.

Now Jerry and I have been together eight months, and the other day he proposed to me. I have never been so happy as I am now! And to think, after all those blind dates, and silly internet services, I finally found someone in the place I was least suspecting. There’s a reason we Jews are so good at matchmaking, and so now I feel silly saying, “Who knew!”