On Friday I turned 39 years old.
"For the first time?" my standpartner asked.
"For the only time," I replied.
Truly. I have never been the woman who lives perpetually in the nines, so I'm not going to lie about this one. You know those woman, the one who claims to be 29 well after she crosses the 30 line. They joke that it's their "29th birthday," but you can always see the desperation in that laugh. They aren't ready to get old, to let go of the life they had before.
Me? I say, bring it.
Frankly, when I look back on everything in my life so far, it's been quite a ride. There have been some good things - my kids, my Nature Boy, my family, my music, my career - and there have been some bad things - a divorce (or two, depending on your definition), death, financial problems. But through it all, I've learned a few things.
So for the next year or two, I'm going to be reactivating this old blog to share with you a few of my favorite life lessons. I'm going to shoot for 40 of them... 40 things I've learned before I turn 40 next December.
I hope you enjoy.