“ I loved that word: soulmate. We asked Grandma what it meant and she said, “Two people who understand each other without talking about it. Two halves of a whole.”
“Like being married?” I asked.
“No,” Grandma said. “It could be anybody. Father or mother or sister or friend. A teacher or someone you work with. Anybody. Any two people who understand each other so well that one of them can fly blindfolded and the other will stand unafraid on the wing of the plane.” ”
— Elizabeth Wein, Black Dove, White Raven (via bloggers-heart-books)
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