I have been wanting desperately to write but have been far too busy with actual life. And then when I do try to put down what it is I’m feeling, the only thing I can come up with is I am happy. Happy happy happy.
That is all that wants to come out of my fingertips. No hurricanes. No storms screaming from blue-ink stained fingers. Just happiness. Perfect, simple happiness.
I wake up every morning next t0 someone I never thought I would find. It’s like all of those Disney movies that reality swore up and down were never supposed to come true no matter how hard we wished for them. It’s like every romantic comedy ever made. Once the nerdy yet attractive heroine gives up completely on love, she walks around the corner and runs smack dab into her soulmate. Hilarity ensues and they live happily ever after. It’s like every single thing I never thought could happen to me.
Yet, here it is. Here it is and I’m not going to let this go.
I feel beautiful again. A thing I have not experienced in quite some time. I feel special. He wraps his arms around me and squeezes me so tight and says over and over again My baby…my baby….my baby and that is absolutely everything.
