Today I am forty. Seems forty is an age where everyone asks you the big questions – Are you happy? Are you freaking out about turning forty? What will you do with the next forty? I say fu*k forty! It’s just a number. I have never been one to get all upset about turning another year older. I mean, why do it? You cannot stop it. You cannot go back. So, I say own it.
I have been incredibly fortunate in my forty years. I have a small, but lovely family – I knew all four of my grandparents and one great grandmother. They provided me with a childhood that was simple and happy. They helped me become who I am today by giving me the power to make choices and supporting me weather they were right or wrong.
I have been able to fly. Near and far … The big apple. Stonehenge. Paris. The canals of Venice. The Charles Bridge in Prague. Bourbon Street. Vegas. Hawaii … and so much more.
I have had fun. A lot of fun! I have amazing friends that have provided me with some of the best moments in my life. Final Fours. Spring Breaks. Weddings. Children. Festivals. Concerts.
I fell into a job that challenges me each and ever day and I don’t know what could beat that! Do I have bad days? Sure. But in the end, I make a difference. I am helping people.
So how do I feel about the first forty? Fabulous. Fun. Fortunate.
Here’s to the next forty!