|10:52 am. Without a stitch of makeup but with a stitch of clothes because my birthday suit is a little drastic.|
I am 97% in love with myself and 143% in love with my family.
Inside I feel 17, 25 on a mature day. I do not ever feel 40, or 39 even.
At 40 I watch my children get older and it both scares me and makes me happy. I watch my parents grow old and it just scares me.
I am who I always hoped I would be, save a few fiscal milestones and a book or two.
This is 40, and I am fine with that. Lucky even.
p.s. This is also 40. They stole my title but I still can't wait to see it.