this is me
this is my forty-year old face
forty used to seem such a long way away, and now it is very much right here, right now. i feel happy that it is here. however i am constantly met with conversation where people feel the total and complete opposite. even to the point of devastation that forty has just come and knocked on their door. i wasn’t too fussed about my twenty-first and thirty pretty much just passed me by.
don’t get me wrong i don’t ever look back with any regret over those years, i totally and utterly embrace everything that they have taught me along the way.
my teens were exciting and exploratory, more than some will or ever or need to know. i certainly made my biggest mistakes in my twenties, but hey you know what? they were lessons that needed to be learnt, so i am grateful that i learnt them sooner rather than later, got them out the way. my thirties have defined me, more than i could have ever imagined and have made me the person i am now, now that i am forty.
i have friends that span all these decades, some that have been with me right from the beginning, some that i have met along the way. i’m a very lucky lady.
so what will forty bring me? who knows, who cares. what i do know is that i know what matters to me, and more importantly i know who matters to me, everything else is just simply part of the side-show.
hello forty i think we are going to be very very good friends indeed.