photo by Amy of Homespun Creative
Maybe it's the Gemini in me, but I've always felt like there are definitely two sides to most things in my life. And in the case of love, this is definitely true. There's a part of me that knows that it's possible to meet many people in your lifetime and fall in love, and that there are probably various partners, based on the different stages in your life, timing, and location that could be a match for you. I get that. But then there's this whole separate side of me, the side that wins out every time when talking about love, that believes wholeheartedly that there is one person for everyone, because I know without a doubt that I have found mine.
When I met Hank I never believed in anything like love at first sight (although maybe just "really really interested at first sight" is more realistic), but somehow on that summer day it happened. There was an definite spark and seriously, everything went in slow motion. It was bizarre, it was awesome, and kind of scary too. And I know that he is my person. My soulmate, if you want to label it as such. I don't think there is another person out there that could ever love me the way he does, or that I could love in the way I do. I have to think though, had I not been over our mutual friend's house on that very day, would we have met? We'd been in and out of each others' lives via shows and friends and had often been at the same place at the same time, but never managed to meet or even hear of one another. When we were much younger we figured that we had been to many of the same concerts growing up, and then later his band even played a show in my freshman dorm...and I can still remember walking through Sechrist's lobby while they were playing. So was it fate that we would meet four years later? Just timing? If we both weren't at our friend's on that day, if I hadn't decided to go outside, would we have ever had an opportunity to connect in such a way?
It's crazy to think back at all the turns in your life, and then take a look at where you currently stand. All of it, every single little second, has brought you here, and as often discussed in that whole "butterfly effect" thing, any change to anything could change it all. Or could it? And if a relationship ends with someone you do consider a soulmate, would that then be it for you?
Most of all, I just know how this love feels, and maybe it's a romantic notion but this is the only love I ever want. I do believe Hank and I were supposed to meet, and I would like to believe that if it wasn't on that day, it would have been another. And maybe that's crazy...but really, imagining life without this love and everything it's built is so, so much crazier to me.
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