Peace.

I think right now, for the first time in a really long time, I am experiencing true peace. I am sitting on the sofa with Harley curled up in the crook of my legs and Riley on the other end - not too close, but close enough. The snow is falling outside, blanketing the grass, the street, the houses, and everything else it can find. The man I love with all of my heart and soul is asleep in our bed in the house we have made ours, together. I have spent my day doing a job that I love. I have come home to a man that is my other half and 'children' that have stolen my heart and in return greet me with such joy and excitement that it cannot be contained. Every single bit of it shoots out of the tips of their tails until they are content and happy enough to just lay beside me. Life gets really hectic sometimes and there are sounds and smells and sights that just bombard my every sense. There is good and there is bad. There is joy and there is sorrow. But tonight, there are no TVs on. There is no noise. There is a fire going in the fireplace and I am deeply into a great book. There is no stress. There is no sorrow. Here it is - for me. True peace.