where are you?

Today I was visiting with a friend of my mother's (we are also friends) in the hospital. She had surgery on her foot last night and my mother is staying with her. We were talking love and I came up. JOY. It turned out pleasant though. Mom and Sarah (the woman in the hospital) were discussing how they both agree that I will probably find THE ONE "the first time out". They believe that I won't have to work for it, that i'll just know.

Now i'm not trying to say that this doesn't happen, because both Sarah AND my mother knew after little time at all that they were going to marry the men they married. I can only hope to have this same thing happen to me. Wouldn't that be just awesome?

Here's hoping it does. The following is a song by Reba McIntire called "somebody". It shows how you never know who HE will be. It is beautiful and I love it. ENJOY.

"Somebody" by Reba

At a diner down on Broadway they make small talk
When she brings his eggs and fills his coffee cup
He jokes about his love life
And tells her he's 'bout ready to give up
That's when she says,"I've been there before
Keep on lookin'
'Cause maybe who you're lookin' for is..."

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there is somebody

Across town in a crowded elevator
He can't forget the things that waitress said
He usually reads the paper
But today he reads a stranger's face instead
It's that blue-eyed girl
From two floors up
Maybe she's the one
Maybe he could fall in love with

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there
Is somebody

Now they laugh about the moment that it happened
A moment they'd both missed until that day
When he saw his future in her eyes
Instead of just another friendly face
And he wonders why
He searched so long
When she was always there at that diner waiting on

Somebody in the next car
Somebody on the morning train
Somebody in the coffee shop
That you walk right by everyday
Somebody that you look at
But never really see
Somewhere out there
Oh somewhere out there is somebody