I recently watched one of my favorite Sex and the City episodes via rerun extraordinaire, TBS. Carrie sat perched on her chair, her arms extended and fingers tapping away on her Mac, and she questioned the idea of soulmates. Does everyone have a soulmate, and if so is it about timing? What happens if we meet our soulmate and it doesn’t work? Did we miss our one shot at true love or will another soulmate come strolling around the next corner?
Like Carrie, these questions have often plagued me, especially after the ending of me and Mr. G. I was convinced he was my soulmate, the man I would marry and was meant for, but Mr. G remains with his girlfriend and we are no longer in contact.
So what was it that I felt for Mr. G? What do I feel for Mr. G now? My feelings have definitely not extinguished. In fact, it guilt’s me to admit I still think about being his girlfriend and potentially his wife. No Sex and the City episodes have changed my hearts mind. Neither Carrie, Charlotte, Samantha or Miranda have lifted the heavy, sorrowful burden of wanting something that is currently unavailable.
So are me and Mr. G meant to be? As days turn to weeks and weeks to months, I still don’t know. And so I can’t help but wonder what will be of my love, my soulmate.