For today’s Daily Post prompt, “Oil, Meet Water,” we are to talk about someone in who’s close to us but also the least like us. In this case (almost obviously), it is my boyfriend. The rest of my friends are a collection of people who are like-minded or like-mannered because that’s how friendships generally happen. My boyfriend, however, is more louder, braver, sillier, and more clever than I am. His sass level is often also much higher (very, very high), but I have moments where I can even match him. Sometimes people like to tell us that we even each other out or that we complement each other, which is a pretty apt observation. Without consciously trying, he makes me more outgoing and I’m an anchor point for him (in a good way–I think).
I think that the best reason for why our relationship works out is because we knew each other intellectually before we ever started dating. Before meeting him, friends would ask me what I was looking for. I kept telling them that I wanted someone who was smart and who could talk to me about smart things to help make me smarter, too (read in this way also: someone who likes to read books a lot and discuss them). Would you believe that people actually told me that I wouldn’t find someone like that? I kid you not! More than once, I was warned that I might have to settle for someone who doesn’t value academics and the written word like I do. I resisted at first, but after a while I almost started to believe it…and then I met the one who impressed me. What’s more, with him I felt more like myself than I did with anyone else (even though I had just met him).
A week after our first time “hanging out,” he left to study abroad in London. For the next eight months, we sent messages every day and Skyped. We talked about everything we could fit into the extensive Facebook messages, and I remember more than once sitting back in my chair to think Wow. If there were a right answer, that would be it. As in, he kept saying things that sounded like it would come from someone I would want to be with. I always looked forward to his messages (even before I began to think about him in a romantic way) to see what he would talk with me about next. This was likely surprising to me because I did not expect to ever be so interested in someone this bright and outgoing…and that sass again!
The first day he came back to my campus to visit me for the first time in about eight months, we began dating. It’s been a little over two years now, and I couldn’t be happier!
Thank you for bearing through this pretty mushy post (if you even made it this far). You have just survived another post with the “opposites attract” cliche tacked onto it. Congrats!