Correct. Colin, my wonderful husband, is not my other half.
Sure, I’ve been tempted to call him that sometimes, because all sorts of cutesy wedding, love, & marriage things talk about other halves and then I really thought about it, thought about what those words are saying about each of us as individuals. When we were dating, Colin and I talked about this idea of completing one another, about being each other’s other half, and how that would not be the case. We are whole apart from one another. Whole, awesome, fun people and when we are together, it’s just even better.
We were two whole people when we met. I feel in love with him because of his wholeness. Colin has hobbies, interests, quirks, and a passion for life that I had never found in anyone else. We compliment each other in many of the ways that we are different: he is calm & level-headed and I have many moments when I am all over the place; he likes late nights and I love early mornings; he loves to talk about facts during an argument and I like to talk about feelings; he could tell you everything you want to know about super heroes and I can barely tell you the differences between Batman & Superman; but even in all of those ways our differences compliment each other, we are not what makes the other whole.
We got married on June 15th and now we don’t only share an apartment and a last name, but we are sharing our entire lives with one another. However, my husband is still not my other half. I am still who I am and he is still who he is, and life is just that much more awesome because we are sharing it together.
The honest truth of the matter is, neither of us like pickles so when my burger comes and there are pickles on the side I have no where to put them besides leave them on my plate. If Colin was my other half he would love to eat my pickles. Just kidding. 😉
I see our marriage more as a venn diagram than a pizza. We are two awesome, colorful people that are sharing our lives together through marriage. Every part of who we each are is a part of who we are when we are together. We are learning hand in hand every day all about this thing called marriage.
If he was my other half, without one another we would be like half a pizza – only whole when we are together. As much as I hate being away from Colin, I still stand strong on the fact that I am a whole pizza when I am without him just like he is when he is without me.
Colin is my other whole, my best friend, my partner, the other circle in our venn diagram of marriage but he is not my other half.