I've been catching up on reading some blogs recently, and found that Magaly talked about a creation myth where humans used to be two headed dragons who shared one heart. But some gods decided to smite the dragons, creating humans who only have half a heart. The result? We have half a heart, someone has the other half of our heart, and we need to find that person.
This reminded me of one of my favorite authors, Juliet Marillier, who talks about lovers being two halves of one whole. The hero and heroine need each other, and aren't complete until they have found each other.
I actually talked to my boyfriend about this recently, so it's funny that I found Magaly's post about it shortly after this topic came up between us. We were talking on Facebook, and Murray said that it was some of the best writing he's seen from me. Hopefully I can replicate that here. :)
Thing is, I don't feel like I'm half of a whole. As romantic as it sounds, and as much as I love that creation myth Magaly shared, I feel like I'm a whole myself. And yet, I feel like I'm a whole that's completed by another whole. Which doesn't entirely make sense, even to me. Maybe it's because Murray and I compliment each other. And no, I don't mean that he tells me I'm beautiful and I tell him he's wonderful. Though we do tell each other those things. :) Rather, even though we are similar in certain ways, we're also different.
Or maybe I'm a whole that needs another whole to lean on...
In any event, it's something that I was already thinking about, and Magaly's post prompted me to write about it. Tomorrow, how we met!