peanut butter and jelly love

The Peanut Butter to My Jelly

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Yin to My Yang.”

Today’s Daily Post prompt is, how do you define the term “soulmate”?

I’ve often debated whether soulmates were real. In my mind it was impossible to define, even if you found someone that you loved entirely, what made them your soulmate?

Today I know what it means to find your soulmate. It was in front of me all along – it was so natural to me, that I didn’t realize I was surrounded with people that had found their soulmates.

First, my Grandpa and Nan. They weren’t the touchy-feely kind of couple, but they were obviously in love. I remember my Nan yelling “FRANK!” from the kitchen to let him know that lunch was ready. They watched movies together and they cooked together. They did everything together. My Grandpa would always joke that every time my Nan would touch his computer, she would manage to break something. She still quotes that joke to this day. I know she misses my Grandpa dearly, we all do. It’s practically impossible to suggest that my grand mother should look for someone new to spend her time with – but she said it best, “I don’t need to find someone new, I had my true love, my best friend, that’s all I will ever need.”

Secondly, my Mamie and Papie. The funniest and the most adorable couple you will ever meet. They are the kind of people that still kiss each other every day, hug and hold each other at family gatherings and the kind of couple that still taps each others butts when the other is walking away. I remember being young and saying “I hope I’m in love like they are when I grow up.” They would do anything for each other, and it’s not because they’ve said that specifically, but everything they do, the way they still look at each other – I have no doubt when I look at them that I am looking at two soulmates.

Lastly, my parents. As their child I know their relationship more than most. My parents dream together, set goals together, and attain them. They’ve always worked as a team, and they always confide in each other. They’ve always had each other’s backs, even when I gave them hell as a teenager. They are the best definition of “support system” you could imagine, and honestly if you don’t have that in a relationship, what do you have? They build projects together and give each other endless credit for the work they accomplished. The sweetest part about them, is when I’m with either of them, they are always saying nice things about the other! My parents love each other beyond belief. I’ve always wanted a relationship like theirs. They are goofy and they make each other laugh. Even if my mom is playing her apps while they watch TV, my parents are always together, because that’s just where they want to be. My parents are the definition of soulmates, it’s clear to see, but even more clearly felt when you are around them.

It’s impossible to go out looking for your soulmate. As many have quoted:

“You don’t find love, love finds you.”

Love found each of my grand parents, and love found my parents.

True love isn’t perfect, it’s flawed and inconvenient at times, it’s hard and it hurts, but love is also perfectly imperfect, grateful and kind. Finding your soulmate is finding a balance within another person.

Falling in love with someone and spending your life with them, now that is one of our lifetime’s greatest adventure.

Basically, my latest artwork sums it up perfectly:

peanut butter and jelly love

You’re the Peanut Butter to My Jelly
Amanda Kayla Liberty
2015

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26 comments

  1. Reblogged this on lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown and commented:
    What a wonderful story Amanda told to answer today’s prompt about soulmates and people who are the Yin to your Yang or vice versa. How how lucky she is to have the genes of these three couples combined! I’m sure she will find her perfect other if you hasn’t already and that she will know exactly how to choose and to make it last from her parents’ and grandparents’ fine examples. It took me 38 years to find the one I wanted to work that hard with to make our relationship last, but it was worth the wait. Then, after his death, another eight years to find a true soulmate again. This time, although we’ll never be a couple in the conventional sense of the word, I’ve found someone exactly like the 50 percent of me no one else has ever matched so completely. Sometimes we find parts of our soulmate in different people, so that somehow, in our relationships with all of them, we are completed! In these times of so many sad stories, I enjoyed Amanda’s essay and I hope you will, too. And, this introduction to my reblog of her blog forms my essay on the subject as well!

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  2. Hi Amanda. By the time I finished writing my comment on your blog, I decided it was exactly what I wanted to say about the matter on my blog..so I reblogged your story, changed my comment from second to third person, and used it as an introduction to your story. I was so happy to read about three such happy marriages…Judy

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