I just finished reading a book called The One, where they figured out how to isolate the gene in your DNA to match you with your one soulmate. It’s an interesting premise, of course. It’s actually the second book I’ve read lately with the same idea, although it was carried out a bit differently because The Soulmate Equation is more of a romance while The One is more of a thriller.
Of course, in both, it’s a bit…ambiguous as far as whether the DNA matching thing is a positive or negative. I mean, on the one hand, it certainly sounds good, but it also causes tons of problems, because whenever it’s discovered, there will be tons of couples who aren’t matches who will have a tough decision to make.
I’ve heard it said that once you get married, that’s your soulmate, the person you’re meant to be with forever. And I think that makes a lot of sense. Once you choose someone, it’s better to not second guess.
In The One, it wasn’t always very clear if the people actually feel in love because they were matched or because they approached each other with the expectation that this is their soulmate.
It’s sort of like when you hear about a teacher getting a class of ordinary students, but is told they’re gifted, so the teacher teaches them like they are gifted and the kids end up being extraordinary.
I think expectations matter, probably more than we usually think.
My kids’ school likes to say, “Make it a great day or not. The choice is yours.”
I appreciate the sentiment, but I feel like if I were a school principal, I’d just choose for them. I’d be like, let’s make it a great day. None of this Or Not business.
One of the things I’m most grateful for in my life, is that I met my husband before online dating and dating apps were really a thing. From what I’ve seen from my single friends and tv and books, I think dating apps must be one of the most frustrating things in the world.
It’s no wonder the idea of having one easy swab of your DNA that can match you with the perfect person. No more swiping or awkward messaging or catfishing required.
Also, how different do you have to look from your photos before it’s considered catfishing? Asking for a friend…
I’ve always thought if I did have to use a dating app, I’d put my ugliest, most unattractive photos up and that way, whenever we meet in person, the guy would be pleasantly surprised instead of disappointed.
I think I’d better go now and have more coffee. This is the sort of thoughts you get when I write without coffee. If we had a soulmate DNA test, we could probably confirm that coffee and writing are actually soulmates. It just makes sense.
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