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Pronunciation: \ˈha-pē-nəs\
Function: noun
Date: 15th century
1 obsolete : good fortune : prosperity2 a : a state of well-being and contentment : joy b : a pleasurable or satisfying experience

That's Webster's definition of happiness. Most everyone in life wants it, most people attain it and others live it. For the better part of life, I've only experienced the first two. Not saying I've never been happy, but it's been more of "happy moments" and not true genuine life-long happiness. This past month...nothing but.

This amazing man came into my life and turned my world upside down. Literally.

When I got divorced, I was open to the idea of dating but certainly had no intentions of "settling down". I'd been in a relationship for a better part of 13 years and wanted to experience "single life". So when I met this guy, my first thoughts were, "I can see myself dating him". I had no idea it would turn into so much more.

Matt is real. Not in just the human sense but real as in being yourself, being true to yourself. He was totally upfront and honest from the get-go and I appreciated that. The first night we met, we discussion exactly what we wanted and what we were looking for but neither of us had any idea it would turn into more. Funny how life works. The more I learned about his life, the more intrigued I was to become apart of it.

Hero. Devoted father. Best friend. Companion. Real. Respect. Caring. Compassionate. Patient. Intellectual. These words come to mind when I think about him. In the short time that I've known him, he's taught me about myself and about those around me. He lives his life how he wants, he cares nothing about what other think of him and he has no problem speaking his mind. We connect mentally and emotionally and that's a big deal to me. We discuss politics, religion and we respect each others beliefs, even if we don't agree.

He has a past...just like me. That's probably what's changed me most. He does not let his past control or dictate his life. I've allowed that to happen in my life and it's made me an angry and bitter person. Discussing his past life...it puts everything in perspective. We've both come a long way and have a lot to be proud of. We've both made huge accomplishments and great strides.

Who knows what this relationship will bring but I'm open to whatever happens. I've thanked God every single day for putting this man in my life. Is it really possible to be this happy?

I certainly hope so.

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