I have a birthday this week. I am not happy about this. Not one bit. However, on a positive note, I had a super fun weekend with my sister in celebration. We stayed at her in-law’s Atlanta (Buckhead) high-rise and shopped…shopped…shopped. Oh, we also dined…dined…dined. My sister, who is 15 years younger than me, is my best friend. And this was exactly what I needed…some time away from my “mom” responsibilities, time to shop for some clothes to wear to work… I am not dealing with this birthday very well. It is an unwelcome age. (I can’t say the age, but I am not embracing it.) Let me just say that once I hit 4-0 (aka 40 years old) I have had a speech impediment. Somehow I can’t utter my age. As much as I try, I simply cannot voice the number. Our former art director, Miss JP (Love, love, love her) noticed I’d never said it out loud. I can write it, it is okay if you KNOW it, but I cannot make my mouth speak the words. Okay, so back to my fun birthday weekend…favorite sister had some surprises in store…She had bought tickets for us to a show. We LOVE shows! We are both former theatre girls. We both had the lead in our high school musical, etc. We love a good musical and she had TICKETS! Yea! Pause for a moment. The tickets my sister bought me for my above 40-birthday were for… “MENOPAUSE…THE MUSICAL” I can’t even utter my age. WHICH IS WAYYYYY YOUNGER THAN MENOPAUSAL. AND my favorite sister gives me tickets to the show which in a very musical and humorous way reminds me of what is out there, yet to come. URGH! My sister is still my favorite person on the planet. We had a blast. It was a dream weekend…EXCEPT…I know what I have to look forwards to and it does not sound fun.
40 is a great age
Karin, think about it, would you want to be thirty again or God forbid twenty?
I sure wouldn't. I was stupid in my twenties and had so much to learn and needed to grow up. Thiries were great kids, family and getting setled into life but still forty seems to be wonderful. I turned forty last July and my kids are growing up and the last one starts school this fall. Finally I get to do things by myself and actually get things done around the house and home office. Yes I have a few more wrinkles and even a few gray hairs I need to dye again. The Big 40 is no longer what I thought when I was a teenager. It is actually the "new 30" they say. Perimenopause has even started early. My outlook is maybe I'll get through it faster and before friends my own age even start. Most my friends however are at least 10 years older and are able to give me wonderful advice on 'natural hormones'.What a concept ,Natural hormones not horse estrogen.
Don't feel bad about 40 , embrace it as a great adventure in finding yourself and becoming a new woman. More time to spend with your husband and friends. Life might just Start at 40 not end.