How are you supposed to feel when you meet the right man?
Will you see fireworks in the sky followed by choir singing “At last” by Etta James?
And here he comes… so smooth, so confident and charming. Finally your eyes meet and lightning strikes you right away.
Well. Hate to disappoint you, but it’s not exactly how it’s going to happen.
You always pictured him as tall and handsome like James Bond and well-fixed like prince William? But he might actually be short receding school teacher. No kidding, I’m serious.
It’s all about the feeling you get when you meet him. And i’m not talking about love or even passion. I’m talking about desire to have kids with this particular man.