In The Blood

OK so almost my entire life I have known that my dad wasn't my biological father.  I have known that my mom and the bio-dad had been married for a short time but that he had cheated on her and they had split up before I was born.  My dad (the man who stepped up and raised me) is one of the greatest men that I have ever had the privilege of knowing and there is a lot about me that is directly because of the way he raised me.  I have never once thrown the "Your not my real dad" thing in his face,. because he is my real dad.  He didn't make me in a biological sense but he is my dad.

Well over the past summer I learned that my bio-dad is on his fifth marriage and that all together there are five of us children myself being the oldest.  I have made contact with all of my siblings and have never met them face to face but my sister Lindsey has become my best friend.  There is a part of me that always felt out of place with my family like I didn't belong.  In fact I have often felt that I didn't belong in this world at all I always felt alone like there was no one that really understood me.  In Lindsey I have found that other part of me that I always felt that was missing.  I have found that companion who understands the mess that is going on in my head and who understands me.  Who can relate to how I feel at all times.  This brings me to the main topic of my blog today and that is soul mates.

What are soul mates? 

In most stories people refer to soul mates in a romantic sense.  They refer to them as that lover that you cannot live without.  I don't believe that is the case at all.  I have always felt that a soul mate was much more than a lover and much more than a friend.  I believe that in this world we are always searching for that person that we can connect with.  I also believe that it is in our nature to find that person as a lover and to need that connection.  Soul mates should not be lovers.  Lovers come and go and always in the separating from a lover there is a rift that cannot be mended.  I believe that soul mates were not created to be these things.  They are meant to be the shoulder to cry on when a lover leaves you broken.  They are the keepers of our secrets and the menders of our wounds they are the strength when we have none.  They are the thing that makes us whole.  Lindsey is all of this to me.  In just the short time we have been in contact I have already learned that there isn't anything in this world that I wouldn't do for her. I know that when I feel like I am at my lowest she will know what to say to make me smile and will be my rock and my strength.  She has already done all that and more.

I love you Lindsey thank you for being my rock.

Blessed Be,

M