Happiness...

I am thirty-seven years old. For the first time in my life I feel happy and not just happy but satisfied and fulfilled. I love my life. So, this is what it feels like. Who knew? I am not really happy with my job, but the way I started looking at it is, I have been here for seventeen years, yes really, seventeen years and I only have 20 months left, at most. Wow. What do I mean? I am going to College in the evenings to earn my Bachelors of Science Degree with Minors in Legal Studies, and have 20 months left till I graduate. I than will go to law school. I have wanted to go to law school for a very long time, what seems like my entire life but I have always thought that I am not smart enough to go. I am by no means inteligent nor book smart, but what I do have working for me is my perseveverance. I will not give up, im like that old dog that sees a bone at the other side of the fence and wants it so badly that he is willing to risk life and death to get that damn bone, I however am thinking that I will not need to risk life or death. (Or at least, hope not.) I want it and I will keep trying till I get into Law School. I will get in!!! Anyway, I am happy. I am content. Thats the word, I was really looking for, content. I have two beatiful children (almost adults now), I have a wonderfully amazing partner in crime (I mean life), I have a beautiful home to go home to every night, and a home that is peacefull. No fighting, no drama. I also have two beatiful children (that belong to my partner) that stay with us half of the time. They are great kids as well. Life is good. Life is so very good. Wow. Please dont let it be jinxed.