Life is Beautiful...

I’ve been binge watching This Is Us and it has made me cry way too much. I love all the love in the show and can’t stop thinking about the love in my life. My partner is not perfect, but he’s pretty damn close. Sure, there’s an age gap. Sure, he’s not home every day. Sure, he doesn’t water our plants when he is home. But he is kind, and respectful, and smart, and funny, and handsome, and patient. And I still feel like the luckiest girl in the world whenever I’m with him. He is the love of my life. 

First things first; going to spend some time finding what makes me happy, which will inevitably create happiness on this journey. It might be a bumpy ride, but I need to start living again. Start creating. Start wishing, dreaming, hoping.