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I Once Believed in Soul Mates
And maybe they do exist for some people out there — who can say?
A former coworker of mine is getting ready to celebrate her first wedding anniversary, and today marks the first time I met her husband since they’ve been living out of the country per his job situation and visa status. As I had dared to hope, they were delightful together in a way I’ve rarely ever seen a married couple act. It was so obvious they loved and liked each other.
And all this time she had just been waiting for all her friends and family back home to meet him and realize how happy they are now that they’re, at last, able to be together. (The story is quite a long one, and I’d rather protect the innocent by not disclosing the details of their arduous courtship. Let’s just say they had to tackle familial approval even long before COVID put a hold on their plans to get hitched.)
It did my heart good to see my friend happy — but seeing them so at ease with one another also ended up triggering the loneliness I am usually able to keep safely locked away in the deep recesses of my heart.
Will I ever be able to find a love like this? — that thought has been plaguing me ever since I got home. Since I can’t bring myself to talk about it, what better way is there than to write it all out and hope that maybe…
