So, I’ve been hearing a lot about soulmates lately. Yesterday I was having a conversation with someone and they were telling me about how they were venting to their trainer at the gym about work, stress, and the usual everyday crap. The trainer put his hand on this person’s shoulder and said, “I just think you need a soulmate.” This was an insightful exchange, especially coming from someone who is counting your reps.
Then tonight I watched the movie “Crazy Stupid Love” starring Steve Carell, Ryan Gosling, and Julianne Moore. The whole movie was about losing, finding and fighting for our . . . soulmates. As someone who has been single for nearly three years, I try not to get wrapped up in the idea of love.
However, I like this idea of a soulmate. I would go so far as to say that I believe in it too–even when it’s hard. This soulmate talk also has me thinking about something that my mom said to me a couple of weeks ago. She told me, with some conviction, that each person is put into our life for a reason. When I really stop and think about it, she has been telling me this all along–with each breakup I’ve been through, with each interaction that has bruised me or lifted me up, I’ve been reminded, “That person was put in your life at that time for a reason.”
So maybe we don’t get just one soulmate. Maybe we’re actually handed a few of them?
I’ve been through a lot. Yet, through it all, I’ve had strong people, people who were there to teach me what NOT to do, people who I wanted to punch in the ear socket, and people who have made me stronger. In hindsight, I can see what these reasons were, I appreciate the lessons I’ve learned, and I am glad I never punched anyone.
Anyway, I don’t think I’ve found my soulmate yet. I’ve found some people who I thought were a good fit. Some of these people have moved me more than they will ever know. Some of them are in my life at this very moment.