I wrote this a couple of months ago and recently noticed that I never published it-- so here it is today...
I didn't believe there were such things as soul mates when Hubby and I met. I still didn't believe they existed when we got engaged and really couldn't be pursuaded to believe in the concept when we eventually married for tax purposes. I just couldn't buy into the idea that there is ONE person and ONE PERSON ALONE out there in the whole entire world who could make me happy.
This is for several reasons but the greatest reason is that statistically speaking it's just ridiculously improbable. There are what-- over six billion people in the world? Seven billion. I can't even wrap my brain around that number. Anyway, I'm going to keep it simple here and say for the sake of argument that about half of that humungous number of humans on this planet is male. Half of six billion is about 3 billion. If the whole "soul mate" thing holds true I'd need to find this one and only guy, and he me, out of all of those people otherwise we'd never ever be truly happy. Preposterous! I can't even find my car keys in the daily-accumulating clutter (read: Craps) of the dining room table. Buying into the whole soul mate pipe dream would doom me to a lifetime of discontent and misery.
The great contradiction is, I am truly happy. Yes, Biscuit is the greatest son ever. And yes, having the Beans has made my life wondrously fun and complete in a way I really didn't anticipate. Hubby is without a doubt a far better husband than I hoped for or deserved, blahblahblah. We so frequently say the exact same thing at the exact same time or do that annoying "I was just thinking that!" routine when one says something before the other has a chance to blurt it out, but what really rounded out my life was knowing someone who really is an absolutely perfect match to who I really am.
It started out a little over two years ago. We met and immediately experienced an amazingly strong bond. We've always spent tons of time together, especially when Hubby is away on business. We don't even have to speak-- we know each other's facial expressions, nonverbal cues and body language that well. We always want to be together, whether we're going all the way to the beach or just out to the mailbox. I know that she would, without the slightest hesitation, fight to the death to protect my children and there is no way she will ever leave me. She listens, she always does exactly what I ask and consoles me and keeps the greatest company when I'm sad. And best of all, she and Hubby love each other that much too.
Her name is Katie and she's the one who made me believe in soul mates-- because she's mine.
This is for several reasons but the greatest reason is that statistically speaking it's just ridiculously improbable. There are what-- over six billion people in the world? Seven billion. I can't even wrap my brain around that number. Anyway, I'm going to keep it simple here and say for the sake of argument that about half of that humungous number of humans on this planet is male. Half of six billion is about 3 billion. If the whole "soul mate" thing holds true I'd need to find this one and only guy, and he me, out of all of those people otherwise we'd never ever be truly happy. Preposterous! I can't even find my car keys in the daily-accumulating clutter (read: Craps) of the dining room table. Buying into the whole soul mate pipe dream would doom me to a lifetime of discontent and misery.
The great contradiction is, I am truly happy. Yes, Biscuit is the greatest son ever. And yes, having the Beans has made my life wondrously fun and complete in a way I really didn't anticipate. Hubby is without a doubt a far better husband than I hoped for or deserved, blahblahblah. We so frequently say the exact same thing at the exact same time or do that annoying "I was just thinking that!" routine when one says something before the other has a chance to blurt it out, but what really rounded out my life was knowing someone who really is an absolutely perfect match to who I really am.
It started out a little over two years ago. We met and immediately experienced an amazingly strong bond. We've always spent tons of time together, especially when Hubby is away on business. We don't even have to speak-- we know each other's facial expressions, nonverbal cues and body language that well. We always want to be together, whether we're going all the way to the beach or just out to the mailbox. I know that she would, without the slightest hesitation, fight to the death to protect my children and there is no way she will ever leave me. She listens, she always does exactly what I ask and consoles me and keeps the greatest company when I'm sad. And best of all, she and Hubby love each other that much too.
Her name is Katie and she's the one who made me believe in soul mates-- because she's mine.
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