Is it normal to still want my happy story at the age of 35?

I'll be turning 35 in less than 2 hours from now. This might sound childish but I still want my happy story. I want my ''happily ever after'' fairytale taking place. I'm waiting for that to happen.

I don't care what it'll take to get it and how old I'll be; I haven't lost hope yet. I can then finally feel accomplished as a person, as a woman. It would the greatest compliment someone can give me; to be with me permanent and seal the deal.

The day it happens, I'll probably be recording it and crying tears of joy; instead of tears of agony/fury when my horrible ex boyfriend laughed at me and denied me my happiness, destroyed me (both my father and younger brother hate him so much; they wish the worst karma on him), killed me on the inside, gave me the ultimate rejection.
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The day it happens, I'll be posting about it here too, along with the recording and pictures.
Is it normal to still want my happy story at the age of 35?
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