The first time I saw him was at my mother’s restaurant. He looked charming and smelled great. I acted nonchalant but I was checking him out. Lucky for me, the servers were busy. I was all but idle. So I seized the opportunity and went to attend to him.

When I asked him what he would like to order, he looked at me with a confident smile and said, “You look like you have good taste in food. Why don’t you recommend something for me to eat?” I expected to hear anything except that. I recall thinking to myself, “Oh he is smooth,” as I smiled. When I managed to gain my composure, I suggested he try one of our classic meals.

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As soon as I brought his food, he asked why I wasn’t in school. There was something about the way he asked the question that implied he mistook me for a high school student. Well, I couldn’t have that. So instead of saying, “School is on vacation,” I said, “The semester is over.”

I watched his face light up as he asked, “Which program are you studying?” When I told him I was studying accounting, his smile widened. And for some reason, it made me feel really good.

In that brief encounter, I got to know that he was in medical school. Just as I was about to ask him more questions about himself, my mum called my name. I had no choice but to excuse myself and hurry off.

By the time I returned, he was gone. The only thing left of him was the smell of his cologne. While I was a little sad that I didn’t even get the chance to learn his name, I wrapped myself in his lingering scent for comfort.

Just when I was beginning to accept that our paths would never cross again, he returned to the restaurant a few weeks later. I was thrilled to see him. When one of the workers made for his table, I didn’t let them. “I will attend to him myself,” I said.

Just like the first time, he smiled at me and asked; “What should I eat?” I chose something for him and left him to eat when the food was ready.

Before he left, we had a brief chat and he asked for my number. I gave it to him so eagerly. Everything after that moment, was pretty smooth.

This guy writes poetry. He knew how to spin words to win my heart. It wasn’t as if he had to do a lot of work. I was already taken with him.

He is the kind of man I have always dreamed of marrying. He is kind, intelligent, and introspective. Besides, I had always imagined ending up with either a doctor or a lawyer. I dated a law student in the past but the relationship didn’t meet my expectations. A medical student like him, though? It felt perfect.

The more I got to know him, the deeper my love grew. He said he’d never been in a relationship until I came along. “It’s because I wanted to be a priest at some point in my life,” he said, “but all that is over now.”

I like the fact that he is family-oriented and deeply grounded in his faith. The only potential issue was the age difference but I got past it. He is eighteen years older than me even though he doesn’t look it. I am also chubby so I look older than my age. Our looks worked perfectly for us. You would think we were close in age if you saw us together.

Another thing that should have bothered me was his poor finances but it didn’t. I understood that he was supporting his younger siblings through school.

As a Christian, I stood by him and helped him in prayers. However, when things didn’t get better for him after a while, I got worried about our future and left.

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Sometime later, he got a well-paying job and came back for me. I was overjoyed. He worked hard to make sure I got everything I needed, even though I never asked him for anything. He knew when to be generous just when I needed him to be. Everything was perfect. It felt like the life I had dreamed of was finally within reach.

However, I just learned that he dropped out of medical school. He already has a degree, but it’s not in a professional course. I understand that he had to leave school because he was supporting himself and his siblings, but it has left me feeling incomplete.

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He will no longer become the doctor I have always dreamed of marrying. The more I think about it, the more I wonder if I am settling for less. My mind tells me there’s something more out there for me but my heart doesn’t want to let him go.

I love this man beyond words. I know he loves me too. But is love enough for me to let go of my dream of marrying a doctor? I am so confused.

— Nana Akua

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