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I am a real believer in true love Princess Bride style. Don’t know if I believe you only have one soul mate thought. I mean, what are the odds that you’d ever meet them? But I do believe that there is something magical that happens between the right two people.

I’ve been thinking about this because of an old friend of mine. Now, please bear in mind that many people tell me I have swiss cheese memory and am slightly delusional in that I often clearly remember things that never happened and completely block out other episodes totally. (I pay no mind to these people who accuse me of this but they make up a frighteningly large majority of my acquaintances.) So, this is just my own demented memory of high school. If I malign or besmirch (what a great word - makes me think of mashing green goop onto white silk) anyone, I humbly apologize.

So I had this good friend in high school. Smart, funny, caring, rich (hey now, lets me honest, that's a bonus) just an all-around great friend but he didn’t believe in marriage. More particularly, he didn’t believe in true love Princess Bride style. He was very cynical about the whole find-someone-you-love-so-much-you-get-married-and-stay-in-love-forever fairytale. I think he believed in love, in general, but was doubtful that you could love someone so much it lasted forever. So he had a few girlfriends, went on some dates, but remained pretty much skeptical about true love Princess Bride style.

Then he went to college and something magical happened. You see, there, he met HER. Yup, you guessed it. He met someone so wonderfully special that all his doubts and fears and beliefs about love were stripped away. For when true love finds you, there is no room for doubt.

I went to a different college so I didn’t get to see the courtship or the slow realization that she was The One. But I did get to know her and see them together and there is no doubt in my mind that they are It. They are the poo. Take a sniff. (Can you tell I was watching Bring It On last weekend?)

So now, he glows. I swear I am not making this up. He watches her and he glows and he smiles and every sharp angle is soothed by her. I don’t know if she realizes it - how much she has changed him. I mean, she didn’t know him before her. (That could only happen in a bad Star Trek episode with a tear in the space-time continum which, lets face it, rarely ever really happens.)

But I know.

Got a picture from them today and he’s still glowing. Ain’t love grand?

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