In 2005, Cheryl was at her wit’s end. She was 24 and had just graduated from nursing school. She’d dated some guys, and had been fairly serious about one in fact. But in the end it just hadn’t worked out. She worked 60 hours or more a week, often 3rd shift and weekends. Meeting people was beyond difficult… it was impossible. Two years later she’s due to be married at the end of the month. So where did she meet Mr. Right?