That Perfect Fit

Vandy's was Margaret. We all have them. Some of us haven't found ours yet. Keep looking, They are out there. I have found mine. Her name is Cindy. John C. found his. Her name is Dorothy. Greybeard has his. Her name is Sara Jean. T.C. and Sharon, P.T. and Mark, Harry and Carol. I know that Golden Girl found her perfect compliment a few years ago. His name is Ken. Larry has found his. Her name is Kitty. Dan has his. Her name is Edna. Sometimes they last forever, sometimes not. Cherish the time that you are able to spend with them. Sometimes, they are that perfect foil. And you thought that they were the perfect compliment! Sometimes that is what makes them fit so perfectly - they are the polar opposite of you. Sometimes not. Sometimes, you have to mold them, Ha! Most times, they are molding you when you think that you are molding them. Sometimes, they are sympathetic to your troubles, sometimes not. They do seem to know how to get your goat. They also know just how far to go to get it. Sometimes not, though. Sometimes, they go too far. But, when you are in need of a friend, who is there? They are.. Are you there for them, when they need a friend? If you are That Perfect Fit, you are. I named a couple of Teacher types that were a perfect fit. Can you name a few others? How about those that might not have been a perfect fit??? Remember that this is a public forum, though......

Vandy was always friendly, Margaret could be, but wasn't always - but, she was always very charming. Vandy had a wit, Margaret had a look. Vandy could make you laugh with his wit. When Margaret gave you that look, you would not be laughing and it was something that you did not forget easily. Vandy had a grip like a vise. When he grabbed you, you did not get away until he was done talking with you. Key words there are - talking with you. He knew that there were always two sides to each story. Margaret did not have a strong grip - didn't need one. She just gave you that look. Vandy could be up one minute and back down the next, Margaret was even keel most of the time. Vandy's weapon was his tone and his booming voice. Margaret's was just her look. You always knew what Vandy was thinking. Most of the time, you had no idea what Margaret was thinking. You had to guess. Vandy tells me that even he had no idea what she was thinking. No guessing with Vandy. He told you! I also suspect that he knew what Margaret was thinking most of the time. Because they were That Perfect Fit.

Sometimes in life, Special people are blessed with a second perfect fit. Vandy had another. It was Center Grove. He told me recently that there will never be another Margaret. Center Grove will never have another Vandy, either.