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Turning 40 has been one of the most difficult experiences I’ve ever had.  The night before my 40th birthday I prayed really hard.  I asked God if there was a way to prevent this from happening without me dieing to let it be.  I guess there was no other way. (LOL)

Nothing about my life is familiar.  It’s as if someone came into my home and did a complete makeover. HEY WHO MOVED THE COFFEE TABLE!  My children are no longer as dependant of me in fact I’m convinced they don’t listen to a word I say.  My parents now show signs of being senior citizens both physically and mentally, longtime friends and classmates no longer look the same and needless to say I can hardly remember their names.  The funniest thing is I’m having actual conversations with my knees every morning.  My boyfriend rags me about sleeping with the air condition on because it causes my shoulders to ache.(are we still called boyfriend and girlfriend at 40?)

If all this is happening to me will somebody please tell me why little jeffrey from the family circus comic strip is still a baby?

Nevertheless, I am about five months shy of turning 41 and strangely excited.  Maybe it’s all the wonderful comments I’ve heard from other women who have travelled through the land of 40’s or perhaps its awaiting the arrival of Zhari my 1st grandchild or maybe I’ve begun to take notice of just what being 40 has to offer.  Maybe 40 is breaking me in like a new pair of shoes...the longer and more frequent you wear them the better they feel.


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