Last night I read this post, and it sparked something in me, and instantly, I knew I had to write about soul mates.
You see, I do not disagree with her. I liked what she had to say and it gave me a new perspective, especially since I just wrote about dating the other day. But at first, before I decided whether or not I agreed wither her, I had to decide if I even believe in the idea of soul mates.
I find that I do…
On a good day, I would say that I have seven best friends. Ladies, you know what I’m talking about. They are the seven women that I am certain would answer the phone if I called them crying at 3:00 a.m. Okay, they might be a little peeved, but they would answer and talk to me. I have a different kind of friendship with each of them and they are so vastly different from one another that I’m not even sure how my personality meshes with all of them. And yet, somehow, it does.
They are my certain seven, my confidants. They are the ones that walk with me through fire. They've seen me at my worst and they've still loved me anyway. I can depend on them to be there for me. I go to them for wise council, a shoulder to cry on, an ear to listen, or just someone to laugh with. I can be completely and utterly certain of them.
I recognize within these seven women a familiar spark. It is a spark that matches the one that burns in my chest. It is that spark of life, the one that says we can change the world, make things happen, love people, and achieve our dreams. It is a spark that says we are not the quietly-praying-in-the-corner type of women. We are forces to be reckoned with. We each have our own way of fiercely loving people. They believe in my dreams and they push me to achieve them, and I do the same thing for them.
That is what attracted me to each of these seven women. I recognized the spark that also lies within me and I said “She’s seems cool.” They must have done the same with me and the rest is history.
I know what you’re thinking. You’re probably saying to yourself “What’s your point, LesLeigh? I’m aging here!”
I have a point, I promise. My point can be summed up by the above picture.
There are some people that you meet in life and you just click with them. You understand them, they understand you. You can communicate with them like you can’t communicate with anyone else. They’ve shared in your happy times and in your sad times.
*All images in this post were found via Pinterest.*
Those are soul mates. It’s people who understand your heart, who can almost read your mind, and who usually know your plan of action before you’ve done anything yet. It’s people who put up with your crap, and laugh at your jokes, and hold you when you cry.
That’s who these women are to me. They are my soul mates. And on my wedding day, when I’m standing at the alter, marrying the man I’ve chosen to spend the rest of my days with, I want my certain seven standing there by my side, for they were the ones who carried me when I was too weak to stand on my own.
I believe that everyone has a soul mate. Your soul mate just may not be who you think they are…