The big 4-0
So yes, it's my birthday today. And yes, I have hit the big 4-0. I won't like and say I haven't been dreading this, because I have. 40 is just... I don't know, it sounds so definitive in some unsettling way. I know it's not old persay, but it certainly isn't young anymore either. And there is a stigma society attaches to 40 (and post 40) year old women, and it isn't the nicest one either.
It's not that I'm unhappy with where I am in my life as I turn 40. Far from it actually. I love my husband, I love my kids, I love the rest of my family and my friends, I love my house. I am a generally happy person. Is there a little more I wish I'd accomplished? Sure. But there is still time to do so.
I guess I'm not entirely sure why I'm affected by turning 40, I just know that I am.
I also know that in a few days, it'll blow over and I'll feel fine. Probably once I make the decision that I'm just going to be the same age as Graig is from now on. 34 still sounds good to me :)
It's not that I'm unhappy with where I am in my life as I turn 40. Far from it actually. I love my husband, I love my kids, I love the rest of my family and my friends, I love my house. I am a generally happy person. Is there a little more I wish I'd accomplished? Sure. But there is still time to do so.
I guess I'm not entirely sure why I'm affected by turning 40, I just know that I am.
I also know that in a few days, it'll blow over and I'll feel fine. Probably once I make the decision that I'm just going to be the same age as Graig is from now on. 34 still sounds good to me :)