smug

I am beginning to feel smug. I am beginning to be so, so certain of my love and the validity and promise of the way I know it will lay out in front of me. It makes me feel a sense of stability I've never felt before. It makes me confident and grateful and facing-the-right-way and it makes me feel smug. Like the heart buried within my own is not going to cease its beating. Smug. Like I'm one of the lucky ones.