I hope you keep feeling better
DG love (((hugs))).
My mum was a Scottish lass who hopped on a boat to Aus and met my dad (a Londoner), who was so gorgeous in those days that she thought he was the cruise director.
Mum was sick for the entire voyage, and dad gallantly looked after his wee Scottish flower. By the time they got off the boat 6 weeks later, they were engaged.
She went to Sydney to her aunt, he came to Melbourne to work. They wrote love letters every day...so so beautiful. Just over four months later they were married, and had 62 years together. In between they had 4 kids; I was originally the baby, but my older brother died very tragically when he was 10. So they had my little sister. I am the middle of three girls. And as I have often said to friends here, take my sisters....PLEASE. They are very annoying.
V xx