My fiance died of cancer when I was 30. Doctors wanted me to take anti-depressants - but what made me finally feel alive again was intimacy with a handsome stranger
Seven months after I lost my fiance to cancer, my friend Robyn and I boarded a flight bound for Lisbon. 'I think I want to have some fun on this trip,' I said. 'And by fun, I mean I want to meet someone.'