Ok - I get to blame the Boyf (indirectly) for this one. This is going to be one of my -try to follow the train of thought posts- you have been warned!
Read a blog over on My Space (I now have a my space account just so I can subscribe to it...) which mentioned 'love of my life' - which after giving me three seconds of remembering the Queen song started my brain ticking over. My 'personal' life is in a pretty good place right now (even if my professional and social lives could do with a little work), but I know a couple of people for whom it's not the case.
There's an idea in fiction & fable of 'Soul mates', along with star crossed lovers which goes back further than Romeo & Juliet, all the way back to Arthurian legend and probably further back when history was passed from mouth to mouth because most of the population couldn't read and write. The idea that there's just one perfect person in the whole world for you, but that person is the other half that makes you whole. It's a very seductive idea but while I admit to a certain belief in fate - I dont know if it's that selective or that cruel. Imagine being born at the 'wrong' time, in the 'wrong place' - the world is huge finding one person in it is kinda like looking for a very small needle in a very big haystack.
Sweeping generalisation time - 'we' have a tendancy to fall in love,lust or yearn for someone based on who we think they are - if the relationship happens then it's a discovery process...if it survives that you either grow together or grow apart. Let's face it even if we're brutally honest with ourselves about who we are (and finding out who you are is a voyage of discovery in it's own right) it's hard to judge someone else - who may be fighting the same inner deamons, hauling the same amount of baggage or just as confused as everyone else.
But people seem to look for perfection,and not just in people. We have a higher divorce rate and more people going for plastic surgery than ever before... Two of the happiest marriages I know - which includes my parents (and the Boyf's parents) involves fighting, shouting, making up and getting along. You've got to compromise to make it...it's just what and where you make your compromises...
My mum once told me as you move through life you meet eight people (not sure where she got the number from) who could be right for you. Sometimes the timing is right, sometimes it's wrong it's what you and they both do. I met one of mine once when I was in a relationship - while it gave me an 'internal' crisis of my own for a while, I let that one pass me by...not for his lack of trying...but apart from the occassional 'what if' moment we move on.
I once read something in a book I dont remember the title or plot but which stuck with me:
"Come I take all of you, the good and the bad together. I cannot love people in slices". You cant just take the 'good parts' version of someone and try to force a change or just ouright ignore the rest.
While soul mates are a lovely idea, I think they're just that.
Sylindria
Before you jump;
Tell me what you find
When you read my mind
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