The meaning of success.

Quite often I sit back and try to take in all the good  things I have going on in my life. I also take those moments to thank my Heavenly Father for all of my many blessings and for being aware of me.
  As I was 1 mile into my 5 mile run this morning I decided I seriously needed to distract myself. Normally I'm able to plan my day or week or my next Pinterest attack but today, those thoughts weren't lasting long enough to push me. I thought about the date and where I was on this time last year, or the year before, or the year before and so on. Usually when I try this tactic, I get lost in confusion because lets be honest, if it was something I feel like I should celebrate, I would have had cookies for breakfast and treated myself to an ice cream cone all in the same hour, while wearing my pj's. The confusion I face with "this date in the past", usually lasts about a mile or so which is kind of nice. When I realized where I was 3 years ago today, it lasted me 3.5.

It was a Monday and I had the day off. Colby was working in Provo at the time so he got home late during the week. We still weren't dating but we were becoming the best of friends and I remember being bummed that he was preparing to leave for Washington to spend the summer doing sales.
 We were only able to hang out for about an hour that night but we spent that entire hour talking and laughing. As I drove home from his house I thanked Heavenly Father for the love that he has for me and for blessing me with Colby's friendship at such a hard time in my life. I went to bed that night feeling different. Something in our conversation the night before felt good and better than it ever had. I felt relief and a new sense of security.
Two days later I was working a 13 hr shift at Smith's Pharmacy and I called the courthouse to see how my case was coming. I wanted to make sure I had presented all the right documents and that there was nothing further that they needed from me. I remember praying for patience and for confidence as the phone rang.
The sweetest girl picked up the phone. I told her why I was calling and she was more than willing to double check for me. She used a few 'law' terms I had never heard and then she was silent. I politely responded with "what does that mean?"
"Your divorce is finalized, the judge signed off on it on Monday morning."
I froze and the tears came. I thanked her about a million times and told her to have a good day. I took a few minutes in the back and called everyone in my family, each and everyone of them was equally as excited as I was. Then I cried many tears of joy.
My sister Abby brought me Red Robin for dinner and we ate it in the Deli, we talked and laughed and promised to celebrate that day every year.
No wonder that conversation two days earlier was different, I was a single girl! :)

It's been 3 years but it feels like it's been closer to a lifetime.
I'm a whole new girl now days. I still have my moments and every once a while I find myself struggling to believe that this is my life but most of the time, I fall asleep with a smile on my face.

I've found true happiness and I'm living each and every day on cloud 9.
I don't know about you but for me, that's success.