Yes, the moment is upon me. In less than an hour I shall have left my 30’s behind and have moved into my 40’s. I don’t expect any great fanfare to greet me at midnight, nor do I expect any monumental wave of wisdom to wash over me. In fact, I figure it will be pretty much life as usual. I’ll get tired and go to bed. Right now I’m munching on crackers with peanut butter without the aid of dentures, I might add, and thoroughly enjoying them as I did every year since I was eating peanut butter…which would be…hmmm…well, almost 40 years. To be honest, up until a recently, I was kind of dreading the big 4-0. You know, when you’re a teenager and so worldly you see 40 as “So old” and for some reason that seems to stay in one’s head echoing in the recesses. As I realized the clock was ticking down I kind of felt a little pang of sad to be leaving the 30 somethings. Remember the line from When Harry Met Sally when Sally was crying uncontrollably and Harry asks her what’s wrong? She tells him all her woes and then ends it with “And I’m going to be 40…someday!”. Yup.
Now I’m sure all of you in the “Been there, done that” crowd are saying “We all survived. Get over it!” Of course you did and I am really. As you can see from the above photo I’m not making much of an effort to be stoic – if you can call that stoic. That was taken a few hours ago. Not looking too pained or panicked am I? In fact I can truly say that my life as it is now is the happiest that its ever been. No regrets about being the person I am today. And I guess when you can look back on 40 years and say…hey, not too bad…moving forward is pretty easy. Not that you have much choice – its either forward or stop and I’m not keen on the second option. So forward I go.
Some people don’t care for birthdays. They make remarks like “Its just another day” or “I stopped counting long ago.” And I say “Why?”. In fact, I like an excuse to party – a celebration of still being alive, healthy, and loved. Why wouldn’t you mark each passing year with a loud “Woohoo!” And now that I think about it, I have a lot to look forward to in my 40’s: watching my children grow, possibly publishing some writing, going to distant lands that I’ve dreamed of, meeting new people, getting together with those I all ready know but have never met in person, and enjoying my family and friends. Actually, 40’s looking really good!! Happy Birthday to me and thanks for coming by to share in it a little. And since I’m leaving you on such a high note I’ll pass along to you one pearl of wisdom…my philosophy on life. Can ya dig it?
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming “WOO HOO what a ride!” (I have no idea where I heard this)