In the end, I'm just looking for someone to make me a sandwich

Written 8/4/2025.

As you know, I’m on the Facebook dating app along with getting out into the real world hoping to find that person who elevates me and where I elevate her.

Sometimes it comes down to whether she’d make me a sandwich.

Let me explain.

I was at a party chatting with an older gentleman who was talking about his love life. He was engaged and told me the final part that showed him that the person he was dating was right the right one was that she made him a sandwich.

He had been engaged to a beautiful woman, she was elegant and witty, and he thought this was it. He was spending 14-hour days rehabbing her townhome. His love language deals with acts of service.

One day this lady called and said they were out of diet coke. This was his staple. He always needed diet coke in the house.

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That’s all she said. She was sitting at his place not doing anything and called the guy busting his ass for her that they were out of diet coke and that he needed to pick some up after he was finished.

Turns out she was all about the take and not the give.

Later, he started dating another person. He was off doing another odd job rehabbing a home and this lady handed him a lunch. She thought that he could use something good from home and so made him a sandwich.

She was the keeper.

She thought about him and what he needed and then did what was in her power to help him.

She made him a sandwich.

My last relationship was the former, in the end it was what I could give her. There weren’t enough “fun and grand gestures.”

My therapist (and I agree with him), said I dodged a bullet.

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BTW, don’t think I am all about taking. Just look at my posts and you’ll see it’s not. I made brownies for Mother’s Day and passed them out to single moms. I made treats for my dance family. When we road trip my daughter to and from college, I’m like a 5-year-old with a $20 bill looking for snacks, plus bringing a water jug, cooler filled with healthy snacks and drinks, a pillow, blanket, etc. for everyone.

In the end, I just want a person who cares enough about me to make me a sandwich if I need it.

What are your thoughts?

Thanks,

Robert