When you are a woman, turning 40 is supposed to be this huge thing.
Some look forward to it as a sign of life experience, some dread it as a sign of passing youth.
I’m not going to lie to you, it has taken me the better part of a year (and a couple of blog posts) to wrap my head around hitting this intimidating milestone in my life. I never quite envisioned the words “I’m forty” coming out of my own mouth. But, I’m happy to report that honestly… it is all much ado about nothing.
It came and went.
It is now my new reality.
Perhaps it was because of the “impending birthday” (insert dramatic music here) that I have spent the last few months doing some true soul searching.
And I’ve come to the conclusion that I like myself. I like my circumstances.
And, I am most definitely okay with my age. (I’ve never acted my age anyway, why in the world would I start now?)
I am enjoying every moment of my life. I’m letting things go. I’m savoring moments more. I’m appreciating important friends and colleagues in my life. I’m filling my spirit with prayer and searching for deeper meaning in the every day.
And I am laughing. Really, truly laughing, smiling and happy.
Why did it take me until 40? No idea. But I encourage you to do the same. Start now. Savor your circumstances. Revel in your experiences. It is so worth it.