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You’re not quite the one because who cares about “the one?” We change all the time. We grow. We learn. We move. We start. We quit. How about: I am the one. I am the one and when I run into the other one? I will know. I’ll stop forcing novels out of passing glances. I’ll stop trying to conjure a timeline where our love falls into place. I’ll stop dramatically declaring that things need to be perfect to meet some sort of arbitrary narrative we can summarize on our wedding website one day.

How about: “Things were messy and then they weren’t and two people decided to be together or they didn’t and there is no story here and there is no ending you can feel good about because love is so much more than this paragraph surrounded by flowers we paid some graphic design student to upload.”

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http://thoughtcatalog.com/2012/youre-not-quite-the-one/

I find so much of my own heart and love story with AB in this.  Some would say that because I am divorced (which, I am starting more and more not to self-identify with that label) that AB cannot be “the one” since I already proclaimed there was another “one.”  Others point out that our messy beginning negates any possibility of our happily ever after being neat and tidy.  So fine.  He’s not the one.  I’m not the one.  But together we have created something stronger than anyone could have predicted and it started the moment we met.  And we keep going on that way…. every day.