People in our paths

I have found something new to my list of "must haves" in a man... This morning I went to church and saw the most beautiful thing- A man dressed in his corduroy blazer, with jeans, nice shoes, and no fear in singing God's praises at church. It was smoking hot, and definitely received an "amen" from my single girlfriend and I. It was almost as if God was saying, stop talking to creeps at the bar, and meet a real man here in my house. On this special morning, he had put this amazing creation in the seat next to me for a reason.

I truly believe God puts people in your path for a reason. Not only did he put the idea of finding someone who shares my same values in my head, but also reminded me that good guys are still out there. I'm definitely not a saint by any means, but a man with strong moral character is a must have on my check list for Mr. Right.


The path I'm on is a winding one, with lots of stop signs, road blocks, and detours. This weekend my path was all over the map. I had a work party in the 'burbs with mostly older couples, a wild Saturday night in Uptown with my girls, family time, and then a time for reflection at church. Overall a very random assortment of people from all walks of life.

I began to ask myself- who are the people in my path? My aunt always says that you begin to act like the five people you are closest to (your fab 5). With all the transition in my life, my friendships have also transitioned lately. Those friends you once pictured by your side on your wedding day, fade out like an old picture, and are replaced with those who are kindred spirits. The past few months have been incredibly hard for me personally, but the right people were in my path to hold me up. When you open your heart and your eyes, its amazing to see who fills your soul. My fab 5 is definitely under construction.

I'd like to think we have control over who is in our path each day, especially since I am a complete and utter control freak, but we can't control destiny. I want so badly to have a crystal ball and be able to see how my story plays out 10 years from now. Am I in a house on the M streets debating with my husband over which wine we are serving at our dinner party? Am I in Paris soaking up the culture by sitting on the patio of a bistro and people watching? Or am I with my girlfriends at Palomino enjoying drinks and still searching the room for cute guys? 

I think the moral of today's story is to always be prepared! How do you prepare? You wake up each day with a smile and be excited about the endless possibilities that are before you. 

That's the great thing about being single, you never know when someone is going to appear in your life and rock your world! I go to bed each night taking full advantage of having the entire bed to myself, because I know that one day there will be a hunk of a man laying next to me (and hopefully not snoring).