I met with my favorite 20-something young woman the other day. I was eager to hear details – two months ago I received a text from her reading, “I met someone.”
Every woman knows exactly what those words mean – a someone worth considering, a person who makes her heart beat differently, a person who may be the one forever and ever.
When I asked her if she had ever felt like this before about any man, she said, “Well, I thought I had, but this feeling is…is… is like being really hungry and then the waiter brings you the most amazing food, food you didn’t even know to ask for!”
We can chase what appears to be the perfect “main course,” but does not satisfy. We can listen to others wax poetic about a “dish,” but find it is not to our liking. Somehow, at the right time, the best “food” is offered when one is ready, when you have not ordered it yourself, it just appears before you – and it is not only appealing – it satisfies, nourishes and delights.
Buon appetito, my friend. May the feast offer great joy. Text me when dessert arrives.