If there's one thing Hollywood does right, it's the happy ending - a kiss, some catchy music, and another cute couple lives happily ever after. At least, we think they do. We hope they do. But do they? Jake and I had our happy ending in 2013. But what does 'happily ever after' mean? And how do we know when we get there?I don't recall watching any romantic movies about lawn care, property taxes, or fossilized french fries crammed between the seats of a Chevy Equinox. I didn't expect our happy ever after to be a cluttered kitchen table, a refrigerator filled with fertility meds, and a 4-year-old who just told a stranger to eff off in the parking lot of Whole Foods. I dreamt our life together would be a feeling of peace, of knowing I had everything I needed. Instead, there's a nagging, unhealthy feeling that has me wondering - Is this it? Jake has been so patient with me. While I've been desperately fighting for the life I thought we should have, he has been in my corner supporting me. Like the Pacey to my Joey, he's always had my back. But his patience is wearing thin. And I'm exhausted. Will I learn to love the life I have before I lose it? If I stop trying to change our course, will I realize we've been on the right path the whole time? And what happens if I don't?