When love is right, how long does it take before you know?

pink couch | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk5A month? A moment? A single, meaningful glance?

pink couch | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk3Does love happen more quickly when shape, and size, and curves are involved?

pink couch | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk2Does it usually take a while to sink in?

pink couch pink sofa | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk6These are questions I wonder about sometimes, and the other evening I gained a few bits of insight… Want to sit back while I share?

First, timing is everything. The one who isn’t right for you now might actually be the One who is perfect for you down the road.

Two. Don’t worry about height. You could miss out on the One whose soul matches yours exactly.

Three. Don’t settle. You deserve nothing less than your One.

Four. Stay open. Because when you think your chances are over, your One might be just around the corner.

Five. When you do find that One, you may know pretty quickly. The timing, the fit, the feel – it will be right. And, when it is, jump. Move. Risk. Go.

pink couch pink sofa | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk7Don’t lose that One.

Now, lest you think those are just cotton-candy thoughts with no basis in reality, let me tell you. I picked up each one of those nuggets from a beautiful girl named Tammy, who was telling me the story of her and her fiancé:

How they met,
how she had always pictured herself being with someone a little taller,
how they dated,
how it wasn’t quite right so they broke up,
how a year or two passed,
how they reconnected in January,
how they knew – they knew –
and how they are already engaged and planning a dream wedding in Croatia for this September.

She told me all this while we were waiting for her fiancé and his muscles to come help us move the pink couch that I was buying from her.  (!!)

pink couch pink sofa | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk8The same pink couch I first met at Tammy’s condo ten months ago, but who just wasn’t the right One for me at that time.

The same pink couch that once belonged to Abigail Van Buren (Dear Abby!), with its comfy down cushions and adorable vintage shape and exact shade of pink that is sprinkled all throughout R-house.

The same pink couch that for some insane reason had never sold, and had just recently been re-listed on Craigslist – right at the very time that I dared to type “pink couch” into the search field again – for one-third (!!) of the previous asking price (thanks to the impending marriage previously mentioned in this post).

pink couch pink sofa | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk 12The same pink couch that is now sitting in R-house (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) because, as it turns out, there was a bigger plan for us.

And we were meant to be.

pink couch pink sofa | shorts and longs | julie rybarczyk 11Meet my new love, friends.


P.S. This post was originally published in March 2012, here. And this story is even sweeter if you read Part One, here.