Life Love&Stories

Look Again

February 10, 2016

Two weeks ago, I watched a senior acting thesis in which the person said, “In Germany they say that you meet everyone twice.” This has stuck with me.

As the person stated about his class, I too have met the people in my year a million times over. I’ve met them in different situations, in different classes, at different points in both their lives and mindsets. We’ve met each other hundreds of times.

Similarly, I feel that I’ve met my family over and over, and will continue to as time goes on. My parents and I have met, or missed, each other numerous times. As I’ve grown up, they have too. I’ve gone from being their daughter, to being their friend. They’ve gone from coaching me, to me supporting them in what they do. When I moved away, it wasn’t me leaving, but us meeting each other in a new place once again. And as my sister has grown up, we’ve met each other continually. From playmates to best friends and everything in between.

While these relationships all prove that statement to be true, the relationship that made me fully understand it is the one with my boyfriend (WHAT?!?), Alex. Alex and I have known each other for about five years, but it wasn’t until I met him a second time that we saw each other in that way.

I’m not the kind of person to jump head first, or even feet first, into a relationship. It takes a lot to get me to stay, and I’ve rarely committed to anyone in my entire life. My feet get cold easily and I’m wonderful at doubting myself romantically and whoever I happen to be with at the moment. I would win the award of ‘certainty of failure,’ towards relationships if there was an award to give.

But this wasn’t like that. From the moment we met a second time, there was never a doubt in my mind that we would be capable of not failing one another. The first time he kissed me, I laughed the entire time I drove home, unable to name what I felt. And when we decided to actually commit to one another, for the first time ever, I didn’t internally scream or have to keep myself from physically running away. Instead I smiled and said, “My friends will laugh when I tell them I’m dating a poet.”

I don’t know if I believe in fate, but I do believe what the Germans do: we meet everyone in this life twice. And sometimes, the second time’s the charm.

Xo, Willa


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