Only then do I acknowledge that what I'm feeling might be true happiness. Even joy. Over the past several days, when I have felt the beginnings of this emotion tugging at my heart, it has crossed my mind that the key to happiness should not be found in a man. That an independent, strong woman should feel fulfilled and whole on her own. Those things might be true. & Without him in my life, I like to think I could have somehow found contentment.
But the truth is, I feel freer with him than I ever did when I was single. I feel more myself with him than without. Maybe true love does that.
