I remember waxing philosophical over s'mores with my buddies from college after we saw the movie Good Will Hunting, which was a revelation for us. I know. I know. But we were all lovesick college kids with too much time on our hands. In any event, the conversation got around to whether we believed in soul mates. At the time, I did. I've changed my mind since then. I think love - and particularly marriage - is more about supporting each other through life's ups and downs and less about constant passion. In fact, I think constant passion is unrealistic and overrated. My husband isn't my soul mate, but he is my friend. And I should be able to count him, especially when the going gets tough. I don't think he was dropped from the heavens just for me. Maybe I could have even had a successful marriage with someone else, but our love has grown. Now, we have a child together. We have become even more of a family. We're comfortable with one another. And we want to be with each other and help each other. That's good enough for me. Indeed, it's better than a soul mate. It's a life mate. What do you think?