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| Mapping the Way to True Love
Janet Kuypers 1/24/17 I’ve always taken charge and led the way. But even on my own, I accomplished more than anyone. I was invincible. I was doing so well, I quit my job as an art director in the second largest city in the States, kept paying for my Chicago apartment and traveled around the country by car... Until I was stopped at a light, and one car slammed into me, and then another. Then I fought for my life. And this sounds very sad, and I’m telling you, it was, but this is a part of my invincible life — because doctors from other floors in the hospital read my records and called me “miracle girl” because of my miraculous recovery. But this was the first time in my invincible life when I felt alone, because the only thing missing from my invincible life was true love. You know the kind, ‘cuz in this hectic modern world it’s next to impossible to find your philosophical equal. So now, because I’m a journalist forced to take the train because my car was totaled, I’d ask passengers questions. Tell me something about yourself. Because my life was almost taken away, I wanted to learn everything about life I could. Let me at least vicariously live. Tell me something about yourself. And one man answered in the cold of January, while I kept myself covered in a coat, hat, scarf, gloves. he asked me what book was I currently reading — I said a philosopher’s name. He said he knew their writing; he had read their novels, then he named their non-fiction books, and he even said he read the lexicon on their philosophy. I stopped him. “You’re telling me you read a dictionary.” He said yes, and the information comes quite in handy in his life. And on our first date we talked philosophy more than half the night when not asking each other vague “tell me about yourself” questions. And though we had only known each other for two weeks when Valentine’s day came, he decided to give me an expansive map of the United States, because I had just traveled it. He carried the large tube to his work on Valentine’s Day. A coworker saw it, inquired. When he said he was giving his girl a map for Valentine’s day, the coworker laughed — “She’ll hate that. Women want chocolates and flowers,” he said, but when I got that map, I asked if it was okay if I kept it curled up until we had a home for it. When I look up in my office, I see that map on the wall. And when I walk out of my office I see a wall displaying his guitars. He likes that I wanted to display his music. And he likes that I’m a creative person with an engineering side, because he’s an engineering person with a creative side. But that shouldn’t surprise him, and it shouldn’t surprise him that we were engaged four times longer than we dated. Yes, our dating was accelerated. Because not many people talk philosophy on their first date, and not many people realize, even before they start dating, that they can’t be without the other. Because now that we found each other, we want to lock hands and scour those maps, because we want to see every part of the world together. Because when you get to this point, celebrating alone isn’t celebrating, and living alone isn’t living, when you could be with your one true love. |
