"When I wake I up in the morning, I feel excited to go to work. At the end of the day, I feel excited to be home."
This statement may sound normal and mundane to you. It may not have made the ground underneath you shake. For me, it might as well have been a talking burning bush or trumpets from heaven or the first time the man you are falling for hard tells you he loves you.
It is not easy to find something you love to do. Maybe it is for some people, but those some people have not historically been Adam and I. There has been struggle, especially the last three years. We have both had months of feeling lost and futureless to depths that scared the shit out of each other.
And yet, "when I wake I up in the morning, I feel excited to go to work. At the end of the day, I feel excited to be home." Maybe at some point I had grander ideas of what happiness should sound like, but now, this sounds about perfect. Hearing Adam say those words makes at least some of the recent struggle worth it. And, though I am not saying those words myself, it gives me hope. Which, we all know, is my very favorite feeling of all.