Kabanata 12

When it's right, you'll know.

I've heard that cliché so many times before—when you find the right person, when you get the right job, when you’re on the right track, you'll know—and for the longest time I couldn’t help but find that annoying.

What does it mean to ‘know’? Would I have this fluttering heartbeat, this subconscious sense, this universe-given affirmation that this is exactly who I’m supposed to be loving or what I'm supposed to be doing?

Until, suddenly, there wasn’t any doubt in my mind. Until I felt a sense of peace in my heart, in my soul.

Until I realized that all the time before I’d been running around, searching in the wrong places, bouncing from thing to thing never feeling satisfied or like I belonged.

Until I realized that my life had the potential to be good, really good, if I simply let it.

I'd always been told that the 'right' things will come. People I looked up to cautioned me to not settle for anything less than what felt absolutely perfect—and not that it