19 December 2008

40. Forty. Me 4.0

As of 3:35 pm today, I am forty years old. I still Cannot say that without a head shake of bewilderment. 40? Seriously? Oh. My. God.

I'm not vain about my age, although I have always been able to brag about being the baby. The baby of the family, the youngest of my friends, but now, I'm 40. That's not the baby of anything.

I am told I don't *look* forty, which is good, but really not that important. I know I don't behave 40, if there is such a thing. I don't feel the need to refer to my age as 20/20 or 39 forever. It just is.

But this birthday does bring with it a sense of wonderment.

Time really does pass quickly. It is not a cliche.

Drama from the past does just seem like that: Drama. Nothing more, nothing less.

Family and friends really are what's worth having. Without them...nothing.

While I haven't achieved the one goal that I set for myself, I find myself looking at it with a shrug and a meh. Apparently, it just wasn't meant to be on that kind of timeline. Try again, time for a new goal.

I do feel a little like Sam in Sixteen Candles. She expected to wake up feeling different, changed, on her sixteenth birthday just to find that everything is pretty much the same. I do feel the same.

I still have the same family, the same husband, the same dog. We still live in this cozy life that we built ourselves and while mistakes were made along the way, here we are.

I am 40. 40 years of being a daughter, a wife, a sister, a niece, an aunt, a granddaughter, a friend. I hope that I have earned each of these titles proudly. I sure will work the next 40 years to improve. And maybe add a few more.

Me 4.0


Swistle said...

Happy yesterday birthday! You really DON'T look 40!

Dynamita said...

Happy Birthday!!!! I agree with Swistle. You don't "read" 40. Te he.