If I had been asked in high school where I would be at forty, I would probably have said I'd be happily married with children. Not in a million millennia would I have said, "I'll be retired, disabled, back together with a high school boyfriend, contemplating marriage and a family."

And yet, here I am.

In love with the first boy who dumped me. The one I wore a white lace dress to the Valentine's Dance with junior year. The one who makes my heart skip just as many beats now as he did 24 years ago. And for the first time in my life, I'm looking forward to becoming a Missus. (I'm beyond thrilled that I'll be joining Jackie in the "Mrs. O Club".)

Now that the future is looking SO-SO good, I'm hoping to keep a record, for myself to remember each and every moment, every scent and sight and second as we re-start our life together. For my heart, to know how incredibly happy I am to have him back in my life and just how much better he makes everything. And maybe even for a child, if we're lucky enough to have one in our lives, to know how much love we have for each other and how very much we want to share it.

I used to have my life mapped out in my head. When a simple injury turned out not to be so simple, my carefully laid plan flew out the window. Now, it's been 40 years in the making, but I'm finally living a life I love and want!

Please, feel free to join me as I chronicle our adventures in Life, Love and Pursuing Happiness