We delude ourselves into thinking that the perfect person for us would be someone just like us, who shares our same passions, ideas, desires, philosophies and faith. While I do think it’s important that there should be some agreement in the fundamentals, so two people can work together as partners, I also believe it’s just as important to have some diversity.
My best friend shares so many of my passions. We both love to write, are deep-thinkers, and have an insatiable passion. We both are opinionated, stubborn and outspoken. We both are Leos, perfectionists, and protectors. There are so many things we share that make my soul burn with excitement. They make me laugh. They make me cry. They move me with the way they see the world. I really feel we connected on such a deep level and in a way that is eternal. Yet, on many things we don’t see eye to eye. What’s so funny is not that we disagree, because often we’re not on opposite sides of the issue, but that we experience the results through different filters. Some things affect them differently than they affect me.
I love that my friend is different than me, because they force me to examine, test and release my expectations. They cause me to question and stretch my thoughts, philosophies and ideas often beyond their borders. They inspire me to think beyond myself. I don’t always agree with them, but I am so thankful that I’m free to enjoy them, for who they are, not who I want them to be. I love them as they are, screwed-up philosophy (ha, ha) and all. I hope they can see how beautiful they are to me for the simple act of sharing their true selves with me.
I’m not sure if they see me the same, but I hope they do. I know they spend a lot of time shaking their head at me, but I take that as a good thing. I love them dearly, and I hope they know that.
Till next time,