40 is the new 39
Yesterday I turned 40.
Normally people don't want to turn 40 (unless they're older than 40). I was very happy to turn 40 however. Not too long ago my wife and I were thinking I might not make it this far. I didn't feel like celebrating however. No big party for me. I felt that people might feel obliged to attend, that I might not have made it, that there might not be another one, and even if they didn't feel that way and were there a party instead, I would still feel like a cancer victim.
Instead, my wife and mother slaved in the kitchen preparing my favourite home-cooked meal.
We ate a lamb roast, as good vegans do, and I opened three bottles of red wine from my cellar. I had a glass from each bottle, though I couldn't finish the last glass and gave it to my father. My daughter helped me blow out the candles on the best cake my wife has ever made. A vegan chocolate cake kept moist with beetroot.
I ate another piece of the cake tonight before submerging myself in another Himalayan salt bath.
I feel exhausted. I feel old. I feel tired.
But I'm happy.
Normally people don't want to turn 40 (unless they're older than 40). I was very happy to turn 40 however. Not too long ago my wife and I were thinking I might not make it this far. I didn't feel like celebrating however. No big party for me. I felt that people might feel obliged to attend, that I might not have made it, that there might not be another one, and even if they didn't feel that way and were there a party instead, I would still feel like a cancer victim.
Instead, my wife and mother slaved in the kitchen preparing my favourite home-cooked meal.
We ate a lamb roast, as good vegans do, and I opened three bottles of red wine from my cellar. I had a glass from each bottle, though I couldn't finish the last glass and gave it to my father. My daughter helped me blow out the candles on the best cake my wife has ever made. A vegan chocolate cake kept moist with beetroot.
I ate another piece of the cake tonight before submerging myself in another Himalayan salt bath.
I feel exhausted. I feel old. I feel tired.
But I'm happy.