Imagine this… You haven’t eaten since breakfast because you were so busy all day long you just didn’t get a chance to stop to each lunch, not even a snack. By the time dinner comes around you are shaking from hunger and all you can think of was a nice sizzling steak that someone was a home preparing for you.

You rush into your home and throw your stuff to the side, and the strongest smell in the air is the aroma of the steak (you can even hear it sizzling, like it’s calling you telling you it’s ready).  You can smell potatoes and green beans too, but you don’t care about those….only the steak because you’ve been waiting for it for hours.  You take your seat at the table and your steak is finally served to you, still steaming and it looks so juicy and tender!

You grab your knife to make a cut (pushing the potatoes and green beans out the way) and its like butter.  You stab your fork into it and lean over with your mouth wide open… then the laws of gravity take over, the steak falls to the floor before you can even just lick it!  Plop!  Right there on the floor – you want to cry.  And to top it off, the dog appears out of now where from under the table and gobbles it up! You’re devastated.

It’s not that you don’t have any more steak left, its just the first piece that was so important! It was what you had anticipated all day long. That one first bite was going to solve all your hunger problems. You came so close… not only didn’t you get to eat it, but it took time to watch it fall to the floor, realize what happened (feels like slow motion), then notice the dog and watch him eat it – and scold him for eating it. It’s the let down of not being able to enjoy the first bite.

All the anticipation and focus, then a let down.

>>I’m splitting this post because it’s way too long (plus I need a 2nd post for the blog challenge, this solves that problem, but don’t tell anyone!)  Click here for the continuation…