A little too late for Valentine's day, I read a touching story (for the full article, click here) of a man who met the love of his life when she was 14 and he was 17. They met on the volleyball court, and he was instantly smitten. As he wrote,
"Yes, I was in love with this girl, to the extent that a young boy could know of such things. I was in love with her spirit, and the impact of her spirit stayed with me for my entire life. I like the version of me that I was when I was with her, and that stayed with me, too. I didn't know it at the time, but I would always search for her spirit and for that version of me. The impact of our friendship never went away."
Of course, when they attended different colleges and life intervened, they drifted apart and went on to live separate lives. But each was always in the back of the mind of the other. Later, the woman admitted that she always searched for him when in airports. She remembered his goodness, and believed that his goodness would only expand with time's passing.
Forty-nine years after their first meeting, the woman developed breast cancer. Now divorced, she decided to join an online breast cancer survivor site. The man, one year later and also divorced, decided to put his search for her in full gear and found her through an old posting on a summer camp blog about how to find her -- by looking on this breast cancer survivor site. The man contacted her, and after exchanging photos and numerous phone calls, along with several cross-country trips, they were married a little over a year later.
Although this man called her his soul mate, I still can't help but wonder if they aren't twin souls. Read the story and decide for yourself.