one of the most beautiful examples i found of that is in a book by a guy named douglas hofstadter. he researches the mind. married to a woman named carol. bar when the kids were five and to herald suffered a stroke and died suddenly. he was walking through his bedroom and had another picture. as he had done many days in a row he happened to glance at her face, walking through. here is what he wrote in his book about that experience. i looked at her face and i looked so deeply that i felt i was behind her eyes. all at once i found myself saying, as tears flowed, that's me, that's me. those simple words brought back many thoughts i had had before about the fusion of our souls into one higher level entity. the fact that the core of both of our souls, identical hopes and dreams for our children. the notion that those hopes were not separate or distinct, but just one hope, one clear thing that defined as both. it will lead us into a unit, the kind of unit i dimly imagined before being married and having children. i realized that core piece of her had not bad at all, but that it lived on