How long do we keep saying “I’m happy on my own” and act like that means we wouldn’t be happier if we had someone by our side to share life with? 

Yes, I’m happy on my own.  I’m happy with my life.  I’m proud of all that I’ve accomplished and all that I know I can do.  Yes, I’m proud of the fact that, while I may struggle, I don’t have to rely on another person to take care of what needs to be done.  I have my own space, do my own thing, pay my own billls, own my own home, and have busted my hump to be both mother and father to a child who is the very air I breathe.  Who makes me happy everytime I hear the word “mom”. 

But does that happiness mean that when I look at you I do not feel an overwhelming sense of joy that you are there by my side?  Does being happy and content with life as it is now mean that I cannot, or would not, be happier if I opened myself up to the possibility of the two of us becoming…US?

No.  Because I know that, no matter how happy I am now, my life would be that much more amazing if you were here to share it with me.  The daily joys of life take on a new meaning when I can share them with someone who means the world to me.  Happiness grows when you let yourself believe in the strength it can give. 

When I look back, I can honestly say that no matter what happens next.  I became a happier person because of you.  You reminded me of what it was like to love someone unconditionally.  No restrictions or limits.  No demands or fear. 

And for the first time in years, I understood that I can be happy alone…but that I no longer had to be if I’d only take a chance.