So I'm in love. That crazy, forget to eat, float around in a daze, talk on the phone all night and bounce out of bed every morning hoping to see him kind of love.

We think of happiness as something we can take. But usually it comes from being content with what we have, and accepting ourselves.

Have you ever been to a place you're supposed to love, but all you can think about is home?

So I'm in love. That crazy, forget to eat, float around in a daze, talk on the phone all night and bounce out of bed every morning hoping to see him kind of love.

Our purpose on this earth is not one single event, an accomplishment we can check off a list. There is no test. No passing or failing. There's only us, each moment shaping who we are, into what we will become.

I mean, what good is a women's lib if we can't use it to ask guys to dances?

Clara," he says, my name sounding different somehow when it passes through his lips. "I'll miss you.