I was made for what i do

So I figured out last night that what I do for a living is what i should be doing. i love working in a hotel. I love being the clerk. I love everything about it. i am happy when I am at work. I could be in a terrible mood at home and get to work and be happy again. I feel bad because my kids should be the ones that make me happy but for some reason i can not seem to connect to them any more. They are still really young too. That makes me even more guilt ridden that work makes me the happiest. I hope my home life can do the same soon.