When I turned 40 in 2011,
it felt like once again there I was ~ dragging my feet.
Being 30 something was so great!! What happened?!!
it felt like once again there I was ~ dragging my feet.
Being 30 something was so great!! What happened?!!
Never quite willing to admit to change, I was living in denial.
My newly 40 friends were throwing bashes for themselves, planning trips to climb Everest, and even H had built a kayak over the winter and launched it on his big day.
I thought to myself,
I can wollow in this denial,
or I can take charge and celebrate this important milestone,
celebrate me.
I can wollow in this denial,
or I can take charge and celebrate this important milestone,
celebrate me.























