I am happy.
Can’t remember the last time I said that but it’s true! I’m riding across the state of Missouri with my in laws and I feel at peace.
I know they’re not going to judge me if I need space. They love me and care about me and that’s enough. They’re beloved characters in my novel, I’ve known them since middle school, and I’m finally part of their family because, like in a fairy tale, I married my high school sweetheart, the guy I always said I would marry.
It’s a peaceful kind of happiness. Nothing too big or special and I almost missed it until I found myself thinking about them surrounding me in this car and I discovered I was smiling.
Even in the midst of despair there can be happiness. We just have to learn to recognize it.