Once In A Lifetime
Some people are a "once in a lifetime" experience.
We’ve all met a great many people (ever more over time). From that first foray on our own two feet into this absurd carnival that we call life, we’ve met individual after individual after countless individual. Most are nice enough. Some are very nice. Some are handsome or pretty. Some are diabolical, demonic. A few are mad as hatters. Many are flawed. Most are possessed of unique attributes and talents.
“It takes all kinds,” as they say.
You round a corner and bump into a stranger; you strike up a conversation in the detergent aisle; you enter into a dialogue on some anonymous Internet forum, and…if you are truly, truly blessed…you chance upon that once in a lifetime individual.
Life is full of unexpected miracles.
Some people are simply that: miracles. I’m not saying they are perfection personified. I’ve never met anyone like that. No, they are flawed just like the rest of us. What makes them unique is some inexplicable alchemy, some improbable concatenation of heart, mind, body and soul. We are drawn to them. We embrace them. We love them. It's not even a choice. We simply love them. They mesh seamlessly with the pieces of our personal puzzle. They simply fit, and in so doing, reveal an art we never even knew existed…within us.
The funny thing is, my “once in a lifetime experience” may very well be another person’s bane or reject. We’re not talking about universal magnetism here. No, we are each too unique for that. No wonder, then, that some people resonate exclusively within some also-rare other. They are music for a specific heart only. Others may discern a note or two, a measure, bar or coda...or, sad to say, not hear the song at all.
One problem, though. Just because I found my once in a lifetime love does not mean that I am their's (her's). Funny how puzzle pieces fit one way... but not another.
I was fortunate enough to encounter that once in a lifetime individual. I actually chanced upon a once in a lifetime love. I’ve come to know (only too well) the joys…the consequences…and (in my case) the everlasting pain of that.
May your once in a lifetime love last...a lifetime.
We’ve all met a great many people (ever more over time). From that first foray on our own two feet into this absurd carnival that we call life, we’ve met individual after individual after countless individual. Most are nice enough. Some are very nice. Some are handsome or pretty. Some are diabolical, demonic. A few are mad as hatters. Many are flawed. Most are possessed of unique attributes and talents.
“It takes all kinds,” as they say.
You round a corner and bump into a stranger; you strike up a conversation in the detergent aisle; you enter into a dialogue on some anonymous Internet forum, and…if you are truly, truly blessed…you chance upon that once in a lifetime individual.
Life is full of unexpected miracles.
Some people are simply that: miracles. I’m not saying they are perfection personified. I’ve never met anyone like that. No, they are flawed just like the rest of us. What makes them unique is some inexplicable alchemy, some improbable concatenation of heart, mind, body and soul. We are drawn to them. We embrace them. We love them. It's not even a choice. We simply love them. They mesh seamlessly with the pieces of our personal puzzle. They simply fit, and in so doing, reveal an art we never even knew existed…within us.
The funny thing is, my “once in a lifetime experience” may very well be another person’s bane or reject. We’re not talking about universal magnetism here. No, we are each too unique for that. No wonder, then, that some people resonate exclusively within some also-rare other. They are music for a specific heart only. Others may discern a note or two, a measure, bar or coda...or, sad to say, not hear the song at all.
One problem, though. Just because I found my once in a lifetime love does not mean that I am their's (her's). Funny how puzzle pieces fit one way... but not another.
I was fortunate enough to encounter that once in a lifetime individual. I actually chanced upon a once in a lifetime love. I’ve come to know (only too well) the joys…the consequences…and (in my case) the everlasting pain of that.
May your once in a lifetime love last...a lifetime.
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posted by Jonas | 10/08/2006 09:53:00 PM
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"It may take two to tango, but boy, it's one to let go." -- "Letters from the Wasteland", the Wallflowers
A song that seems to sum up all the pain of loneliness quite well.
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