Soulmates do exist

And Im actually quite confident about it-

Allow me three minutes to distract you from the never-ending stream of local and national news, and let me channel my inner Charlotte from Sex and the City and share something about love.

I know this subject is polarizing—either you’re seen as naive or someone who’s gloom-ridden. But to the naysayers, hear me out. I’m going to challenge your pessimistic, logical denial with an evidence-based lens, because that’s how my brain works too… sometimes.

Let me start by saying I think there are two types of people in their twenties: serial daters and the chronically single. I tend to identify with the latter and sometimes, based on my track record, I’m convinced I’m undateable. So, what gives me the credibility to speak on soul mates?

I know soulmates exist, and here’s why: the love I know that exists in this life is boundless.

To be loved is to be seen.

My family knows me better than I know myself sometimes. My friends know to silently hold my hand when the plane takes off and lands, because my dad started that before I can remember. They know I love when dogs stick their heads out of car windows, and that I’ll never be the type to wear matching pajama sets. I know my friends’ coffee orders and Thai food spice levels, their favorite bands, their deepest secrets, and even their shoe sizes. I see them and they see me. I see them in my life everywhere, with pieces or memories of them etched behind in my heart, making me who I am. I am a mosaic of everyone I’ve ever loved and I’d like to think I have pieces of me left behind in them.

I think those of you who don’t believe in soulmates haven’t been paying attention to the deep love around you. You haven’t noticed the elderly couple walking hand in hand, dressed in matching outfits, married for 50+ years laughing like teens, or the raw, gut-wrenching lyrics we hear that capture a love so pure.

“When my time comes around,

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth.

No grave can hold my body down.

I’ll crawl home to her.” – Hozier

This is the kind of love that romantic soulmates are made of. This love exists. And I believe in it, not just in theory, but in practice. It would be simple-minded to dismiss romantic soulmates when I witness such profound, all-encompassing love around me just because I haven’t experienced one yet.

Call me a hopeless romantic or naive, but I know soulmates exist. Do your own qualitative research, perform your own analysis, and think of the love you give and the love you feel. How could soulmates not exist? Think of those people who life would be unbearable without. Think of the love that you experience that is so devoted, so unwavering.

It’s platonic and familial…why not romantic?