I’ve been dreading this day for as long as I can remember. Three years ago, when Mary brought up the fact that I was closing in on the big 4-0, I turned on my heel and walked out of the room, indignant that she would say such a hateful thing. But, after two years of arm wrestling with breast cancer, I can honestly say I’m thrilled to be turning 40. Cancer changed me, whether for better or worse is still to be seen. But it struck me recently when I heard someone say that aging is a privilege not a right. Today, I feel extremely privileged.
Every day is a gift. Happy birthday Catherine. Here’s to your next decade.
Happy Birthday! Happy Year! You may be surprised to hear, that many things become more wonderful!!
Funny: I read the title and paused, unsure if I wanted to read (as I head toward 50). But I’m glad I did. New lease on life: we’re alive and kicking. Bravo and happy 40 (my husband just turned 40 this June himself).
Happy holidays, too.
To my very young and beautiful friend, we both have new decades beginning, let’s make the most of them!
Next time you are in the Ville and have the time we have a wonderful bottle of wine that the four of us can toast with.
Love Mary and Joe