Turning 40

Today is my 40th birthday. Sigh. Turning 40 is weird. When I was in my 20's, I was still young. It was the decade of adventure and discovery - living in Mexico, traveling the world. In my 30's, I learned to just accept who I am and to actually like myself. The 30's were my favorite decade. I found David, got married and had a baby - just under the wire. Now I'm 40. That's so old! I always thought 40 year olds were over the hill, on the brink of middle age. I don't feel old. My joints ache a little more than they used to and I have this one wrinkle under my left eye that seems to get deeper and deeper, but I still feel young.

The worst part is, when I would say I was 39 and my husband was 27, it didn't sound too bad. Sure, there's a big age difference, but it's a "You go girl!" kind of age difference. Now that I'm 40 and my husband is 27, it's more like a "isn't that a felony?" kind of age difference.

Overall, I can't complain though. I have lived a good life and there is little in my life that I would do differently. God has been good to me and while He doesn't always do things the way I want them to be done or when I think they should be done, inevitably He does them in the way that is best for me. I am grateful for the life and love he has given me.