Dating can be both thrilling and a challenge. Maybe we’re out just to have fun. Nothing wrong with that.
But, we may eventually want to find someone to share a life with and to start a family with. The question is, ‘who is going to be the lucky one?'
The search begins and, how often do we feel that we’re scrapping the bottom of the barrel for that ideal mate? How often do we worry that all the good ones are taken or married and, we’re stuck with nothing but leftovers and rejects?
Yet, we continue reaching out to discover that magic person. We attend social events and ask our friends to be on the look-out for us. We perform online computer searches to discover that hidden gem. We even pay money to join a dating service or to a (private) match-maker to provide us with that one-and-only.
The quest may be tedious and exhausting but we are secure in the belief that persistence will pay off. We will rummage through all that crap out there until we find that perfect life partner to complete ourselves.
This very committed belief persists until we finally discover The One. Clearly it was meant to happen, finally.
How they walk and talk. How they carry themselves and express their interest in me. ALL…just Perfect.
And in this very special moment, the very first question we will likely ask that person is, ‘what’s wrong with you? How come you’re unattached?' It must obviously be that they are unattached because nobody wants them. (By the way, it never occurred to me that they are likely thinking the same of me.)
It’s simply unbelievable that such perfection can actually exist. Something in the picture must be missing. What closet are all those skeletons hidden in?
How often do we spend our lives searching for something we are not prepared to accept, once discovered? How often do we ask in life, ‘do I really want a piece of this?'
Do you agree or disagree?
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