If you have followed me for a while, then you know turning 40 was a big deal for me. For lack of better words, I feel that I wasted my 30s. I was so focused on being married and having kids that I forgot to live.
I made a promise to myself that 40 would be different. I didn’t change my mind about being married with kids, I still want that, but my goal was to change my mindset.
I had to be real with myself and realize that the husband, 2.5 kids and the house with the white picket fence may not happen so I had to stop living in my cocoon of sadness.
So, how was 40? Pretty dang good! I began to blossom. The woe is me moments were rare and I was/am genuinely happy.
I will say I’m not 100% sure age had anything to do with it. I think it was changing my mindset. Instead of waking up every day thinking about what I didn’t have I tried to focus on what I did have. Maybe maturity helps you get there, but I would bet there are some people in their 20s that are already there. I was just a late bloomer.
I also think life makes you get it together. For what seemed like to me a LONG time my dad was sick and if you know me, you know how I feel about my dad so to see him out here living life and looking great I have to be thankful.
On a scale of 1-10, how would I rate 40? A solid 100…Forty was great. I learned a lot and began to love myself more. I began breaking out of my shell (still a ways to go) and enjoyed living in the moment instead of wondering what the future held.
I do have one regret…I wish I would have begun this journey sooner. I hate I waited till I turned 40 to begin living my life…who knows where I would be.
All I can do now is go full speed ahead and make sure the rest of my life is the best of my life.
Winning at 40!