Too Happy

Is there such a thing? I'm finally more clearly verbalizing this feeling I've had for a couple years now. I have this weird thinking that if things go too well between Joe and I - if our little family is happy and everything is wonderful that something will happen to take it away. I don't fear that he'll leave me or that I'll leave him or that either of us will cheat or anything (truly am over my fear of divorce). Instead, I always fear that one of us will die. I don't know why that is. The feeling hits me from time to time, and it hit me again just now when I was looking at someone's picture on Facebook - a proud dad pictured with his two kids. I considered what that would be like for us, and then was instantly afraid it'd be taken. Maybe I figure if divorce won't get me, then something else will. I hope not; I want Joe and me to be on the Smucker's birthday - live to be ancient only to have some jackass butcher our last name on national TV.