Thankful for Unanswered Prayers

It’s a disservice to your own heart to settle for someone who won’t choose you fully, freely, and above all others.

Last night reminded me how good life can feel when you finally say yes again. ✨ Dinner with my son turned into a night full of laughter, compliments, and even a surprise dinner invite from a man who caught my attention.

I can’t believe I waited this long to be ready to date—but maybe the waiting was the point. Because now? I’m thankful for unanswered prayers, hopeful for what’s ahead, and certain that the best is yet to come. 💛

Last night reminded me how good life can feel when you finally say yes again. ✨ My son treated me to dinner at Volpe, where the weekly fixed menu was pure magic. Course after course, everything was delicious, and for $70 a person you don’t even have to think—just sit back and savor. I’ll be back, no question about it.

But the food wasn’t the only thing that made the evening unforgettable. The compliments from men seemed to swirl around me. My son was practically doubled over with laughter, while I let the words wrap around me like a designer dress. I’ll admit, I walked a little taller. Sometimes a night like that isn’t just flattering—it’s life’s way of reminding you that you’ve still got it, and oh, does it feel good.

And as if that wasn’t enough, later in the evening, a man came right up, struck up a conversation, and asked me out to dinner. Confident. Kind. Handsome. A traveler. The kind of man whose friends say he’s a genuinely good human. He’s out of town this weekend, and I’m leaving town for a couple of weeks next week, but I can’t wait to go out with him when we’re both back in town.

The truth is, I can’t believe I waited this long to be ready to date again. But then I remind myself—if I hadn’t waited, I wouldn’t be where I am today. The man meant for me wouldn’t have been ready either. Life’s timing is funny like that. And I’ve learned to be thankful, even for unanswered prayers. For the ex I once begged the universe to send back. For his complicated family dynamics that kept us apart. Because what felt like heartbreak then is just freedom now.

Sometimes we don’t realize until later that what broke us wide open was really clearing the way for something better.

I’m hopeful. Excited. Open. I’ve reactivated my dating profile (where, for the record, I am still so proud of this line: “Aren’t we all just looking for that person who will drive us to get our colonoscopy every five years?”).

So if you’re in the middle of what feels like a broken heart, please hold on. Keep working on yourself. Keep healing. One day you’ll look up and realize you’ve walked through the fire, and on the other side is joy, laughter, and a love that feels more magical than you ever dared to dream.

The people who broke you will be nothing more than distant memories—lessons you wouldn’t trade, but chapters you would never want to relive. Because ahead of you? That’s where the light lives.

💛 Honey

P.S. The wait is always worth it—because the one who’s meant for you will never leave you wondering. He will choose you, love you fully, and make you grateful you never settled for less.