About this friend

I have a bevy of interesting and dynamic friends that invariably become the subject of one of my blogs. What better diversity of content to draw from than what is gleaned from their experience and perspective? And I do believe we all have that quintessential "friend" that dates and thinks like a dude, though she is unwaveringly feminine in appearance and demeanor. She just has the base common sense to accept when something is not working and thus make an alternate choice that will work, unlike most of us who steep in insignificance and disappointment waiting for a man to change or decide that he wants us. This pragmatism has worked primarily for her in that she can decisively filter through men that are not a suitable match, but worked against her in that she has perhaps been too picky in her selection. She become involved with someone late last year, who after a speculative period of time, she decided would be her next lover/boyfriend/companion. This is attributed partly to his slight mystery and elusivity during their courtship; she never really felt like she had him, therefore he became more appealing. Due to her charisma and beauty, men tend to fall rather easily, and the more disinterested she becomes, the more they pursue. The fact that this guy had stolen her lines and method, that she was forced to walk in the uncomfortable shoes normally worn by her suitors was a genius move on this his part. Though truly I don't know if his behavior was intentional; the result of a skilled hunter who can assess his prey and alter his mechanism of tracking to lure and thus capture. Or the proverbial pieces falling into place when something is meant to work out. And after months of not knowing exactly where she stood, true to nature, she grew bored and backed off. Likewise he was a little reticent about becoming too close too quickly. So they took a mutual break, dated others, and realized what they had together was way better for them both. Fast forward a month later, she is now in an official "relationship" with him, they have met each other's children, and things are falling into place quite easily. In seemed as if one minute they were walking in opposite directions and the next minute they had changed course to plot a path that helped them meet in the middle. And I wonder at the conclusion-timing, destiny, chance or strategic plotting? I speculate a little bit of them all. But thankfully I don't have to speculate on the outcome, for I see the paths forging towards each other until blessedly intertwined for a long lasting journey.