meeting of the minds
Get this: I asked my mom how she knew she loved my dad. Like how she knew he was the one for her.
It was a bit weird, asking my mom a question that I usually asked my friends. Not that my mom and I aren't are close, it's just that the Love convos are usually for the friends...anyway, she gave me a pretty good answer. Logical, sensible, hardly romantic, but when I thought about it, it was right.
She said that falling in love was hardly, or at least not entirely, the fireworks and violin playing and magic scenario. There's that, sure, but ultimately it's about two people really meshing on all levels. Your "intellectual equivalent" (IE), in her own words.
Okay, could my idea of "the one" be farther from her definition? I mean I'm all feelings and heart and she was all rational and...mind.
So then I did a review, painful flashbacks aplenty, and I can honestly say that I've had that equivalence in intellect with only three guys.
This IE doesn't just go for the really smart guys (because if we're talking about THAT, IE doesn't cover a lot haha). I'm talking about the ones with real, actual, conversations with opinions and explanations and arguments and, to borrow a philo term, talaban. An exchange of ideas. I mean duh, nothing so oral exam, but you get my point.
And it's not just those...it's the jokes that we both get, the experiences we've both had, the things we have in common...
I can see that I'm really in trouble with this one. Coz if I were to follow my mom's rational, that part of falling in love is the falling in love of the minds, then I am.
It was a bit weird, asking my mom a question that I usually asked my friends. Not that my mom and I aren't are close, it's just that the Love convos are usually for the friends...anyway, she gave me a pretty good answer. Logical, sensible, hardly romantic, but when I thought about it, it was right.
She said that falling in love was hardly, or at least not entirely, the fireworks and violin playing and magic scenario. There's that, sure, but ultimately it's about two people really meshing on all levels. Your "intellectual equivalent" (IE), in her own words.
Okay, could my idea of "the one" be farther from her definition? I mean I'm all feelings and heart and she was all rational and...mind.
So then I did a review, painful flashbacks aplenty, and I can honestly say that I've had that equivalence in intellect with only three guys.
This IE doesn't just go for the really smart guys (because if we're talking about THAT, IE doesn't cover a lot haha). I'm talking about the ones with real, actual, conversations with opinions and explanations and arguments and, to borrow a philo term, talaban. An exchange of ideas. I mean duh, nothing so oral exam, but you get my point.
And it's not just those...it's the jokes that we both get, the experiences we've both had, the things we have in common...
I can see that I'm really in trouble with this one. Coz if I were to follow my mom's rational, that part of falling in love is the falling in love of the minds, then I am.