Once Upon A Time When I Was Young(er)

Me & My Blessings

Yesterday I was 39.  Today, I am not.  I still have a hard time saying my new age.  I guess you could say that "forty" is the new "F word" at my house.  I've been walking around in a funk the last few days because forty is a really big number.  If you don't think it's a big number you should hear the way my daughter says it - "FORTYYY!?".  She keeps me young and makes me feel old all at the same time. I have big birthday plans for this evening which is making me cheery and I have a wonderful life full of many blessings that I am grateful for (which also makes me cheery).  I also have many many many years of happy memories that I can reflect back on and the beautiful thing about being forty is that I am old enough to have a plethora of "back in the good old days" kind of memories and yet still young enough to be able to remember them.  I am going to work hard to embrace this new decade in my life - hair dye, wrinkle cream, spanx and all.  I am forty.  Yay me!