Wow.
I feel legitimately happy.
It is a very strange feeling.
He is here, I feel complete.
It is somewhat scary since the last time I put all my eggs in a man's basket I ended up as a basketcase (quite literally), but I know this is different. It isn't obsessive.

I kinda like being happy. Being content.
I hope it continues, and I hope that I can find something closer so we can spend even more time together.

I am going to revel in it. I know more than anyone how life can change.
Even though my mom is battling cancer for the second time, I will take these moments and feel them, live them.