Luckily, the story has a happy ending. We decided I would extend my trip by one week, and we spent that time together getting to know each other and having fun. On my last night he asked if I would move to Israel to be with him, and I did just that! I quit my job, put my stuff in storage and moved to Israel so we could see if this was the “real deal.” Ten months later he proposed, and we eventually moved back to the States where we settled down, got married and started a family.

I truly believe that I had to kiss my fair share of frogs until I found my Prince. Although I didn’t learn something from each date or each relationship, I learned from enough of them that I was able to recognize both who he was and who I am when I’m with him. It was tough going at the time, but in hindsight it was all worth it.