The other half of oneself
I am skeptical of this whole “soulmate” business, but I can’t argue with any of this:
I don’t know if I’ll meet someone and actually enjoy speaking on the phone just to make the drive less boring even though I hate the phone. I don’t know if I can find someone with whom to wade through the sheer stupidity of everything and the sometimes harsh words that we throw at each other. I don’t know if I’ll ever meet someone who gets me and knows my quirks and just how crazy I am and that I start arguments just because and that I don’t fight fair and yet is able to deal with it either way. I just don’t know. And it leaves something for me to be excited for and yet terrified all the same. Even if I don’t want it that badly at times the thought is just a pleasant one. What I do know is that if it happens and I meet that person, I just want to be able to tell my children and friends and family the story of something wonderful. A story that can be told with a smile on my face and knowing that even though things weren’t perfect in the beginning and sure as hell aren’t perfect now, that there is no one else I would rather do it all with.
Is that so much to ask? (Yes. —ed.) Then again, I tend toward atrabiliousness, which is likely a deal-breaker.
fillyjonk »
23 August 2008 · 11:16 am
“I don’t know if I can find someone with whom to wade through the sheer stupidity of everything and the sometimes harsh words that we throw at each other. I don’t know if I’ll ever meet someone who gets me and knows my quirks and just how crazy I am”
That makes me tear up a little, because that’s one of the best descriptions I’ve ever read of what I’d want out of a relationship, actually.
Having someone to help me deal with the sheer stupidity of “everything” (by which I assume “bureaucracy, the checkout line at the wal-mart, the airport waiting lounge, and most network television” is implied) would probably be one of the three wishes I chose to have fulfilled, if ever I came upon a genie.
Jeffro »
23 August 2008 · 1:01 pm
I can’t argue with any of that, and I don’t even want to. Very well said.