What?!?!? WHO is 40?

Yep, it happened. Not sure how it happened, or where the progression went. But its official. I am in my 40's! Yikes, what does that mean? Am I going to need knee surgery? plastic surgery to look presentable? Stop exercising and running because I will fall apart? My husband will find a young beauty to move on to?

Well I hope all of this stuff doesn't happen for heavens sake. The Forty's are the new Twenty's, right? I feel good, my career is doing pretty well, my family is moving along and while not perfect (what is THAT anyway?) we are working on our discipline and empathy this summer along with reading skills. Wish us luck.

Life seems so filled with things I want to know about and do that there doesnt seem like enough time to do it all. Things like getting my Masters to growing the perfect tomato...the gamut is unreal. At forty I think we come to a crossroads and do one of two things go into survival mode or realize how much there is out there to learn and do. Statistically 40 is about the halfway point for most American females. While there is a lot under my belt for the first 40, here's to making the last forty (if God grants that to me) even better!