It was always my dream to be a chef. When I was 18, I got a job offer which meant that I had to move to Oslo. The problem was that I had just started dating a guy I had been in love with for a long time. It was a very hard decision to leave, but he said we could make a long distance relationship work. So, I left.
It seems that fate had other plans for me. After only three months, I started to develop allergies that meant that I would have to give up my dream of working amongst the world’s finest chefs. When I called my boyfriend and told him about it he said “I know how passionate you were about being a chef and it is sad that you cannot continue, but at the same time, I am so happy because this means that you can come home to me.”
Now seven years later, we are getting married this August.