I Can't Imagine...

In Episode 13 Season 5 of TV show "Modern Family", Cam proposed a theory about how you can figure out whether your current date is your Mr./Miss Right, and whether you should marry him/her. Ask yourself one simple question: Can I imagine life without him/her? Obviously, if you can't bear even the assumption of living without him/her, you are-don't feel ashamed-in love, thoroughly. However, if you can clearly picture your life without him/her, maybe even a brighter life, then, unfortunately, you probably need to rethink your current relationship...

It makes some sense. So, as always, I followed the theory and tried very hard to think of one guy, who can make me afraid to imagine living without. I thought over my EXs and all the guys I admired or was admired before, including some cute guys I once had a huge crush on. The result was ugly and hurting. There is no guy in such a position. Zero.

It made me silent for an hour, staring at the "pause" screen, wordless. What is wrong with me? Seriously? I am a normal person who has feelings. I know some about what is loving and being loved. Surely, it may be not as much as some love experts I admit. There must be some ones very important to me. I tried even harder......

YES! When I finally figured out the ones I can't imagine to live without, tears were running down on my face, literally. They are my parents.

We three are not only a family.

We are a team.

No matter who is in trouble, we always offer the greatest support. It can be words or actions. Both work effectively, because it comes from who you truly trust. I can list a long one for all the cool things/projects/stories we three have done/conducted/built together as a team. WE made my mother's article the golden award. WE made my father's job mobility and promotion successful. WE made my dream of becoming a writer coming true. We founded a training school together and executed/operated it with separate functional roles, in my high school and freshman years. Every time we meet a trouble or a challenge, we talk, argue and agree to a point. There are quite a few long debates and I should say some of those are very heated and some others are bitter. Fortunately, we can always reach the agreement point and find out an optimal or so solution. Obviously, my parents give me less spoiling love but much more respect. They treat me as a teammate, a partner. To me, they are elder and wiser battle companions in my trench.

We are soul mates to each other.

There are three pairs of soul mates: my father and my mother, my mother and me, my father and me. They are a couple, so it seems "reasonable" and sounds achievable that they are soul mate, because they must love each other so that they get married. Sure thing. Interesting thing is every time I mentioned that my mother or my father is my soul mate, every audience showed me big surprised face. "It is impossible!" "No way!" But it is. Don't be jealous. Soul mates are not given by heaven. Here, I have to thank both of my parents for their efforts. My mother reads the books I read, watches the movies I watch and talks about the topics I have passion on. I can imagine t it is not easy and comfortable for her at the beginning. Although I never ask her to do such, she insists. Her persistence works out in a good way. Now, we can share opinions on all kinds of things, just like BFF. We have similar laughing points; We evaluate a person or a thing with similar comments; We share similar beauty-appreciation... Not a show-off. :) All girls know how beautiful to have a boy BFF. Well, one of my boy BFF is my father. He inspires me on literature fields. He offers me warmest comfort when my heart is broken by other boys. He enlightens me on my career and job hunting. He is kind of a superman to me, but more like a never-give-up-on-me soul mate.

That is why I can't imagine living without them. The feeling was so strong that I could barely finish this essay, because my eyes were full of tears again.