I can barely believe it, I still remember our girlhood days in Berkeley spent drawing and dressing up and playing making-believe until the street lights came on and the lentil stew was ready for dinner! Now here we are, entering a new decade (“the best years” according to most of our compatriots) and a new dawn of personal growth perhaps? In my opinion it’s a lovely that touch that this year our birthday falls during the celebrations of Spring; when we honor the re-birth of life, the resurgence of vital energy and the promise of new beginnings. Very inspiring!
I’m so very happy to be enjoying this time with my sister live-and-in-person that I don’t want to spend too much time on this here keyboard today so I’ll keep it short, but since we are in the same place together it only makes sense to ask her how she’s feeling about this fortieth too…
I don’t know, I have mixed emotions about turning forty. Does anyone feel really good about it?? Surely in your forties you’ve gained experience and confidence about life and you’re kind of in a groove. But. But……
I think the biggest thing that’s throwing me is that I’m losing that sense of limitless time. I’m accustomed to feeling that the bulk of my life is ahead of me, stretching out like a wide gleaming road of potential.It’s not as if the possibilities life holds are gone, I know that, but let’s face it if I haven’t walked the Pacific Coast Trail by now, the chances that I will do it are exponentially diminishing.
Maybe it’s a good thing? Like when you take a week off from work – the week starts with an ambitious to do list, all the things you’ve been putting off, you’re going to check them off. But you don’t need to get started right away, after all you have a whole week……you see where I’m going with this. It’s only really at the end that you really get anything done. Except for my dad of course, but he’s the exception that proves the rule…
Yeah, what she said! Our dad recently retired and is entering a new era of his own- that of getting all his lifelong to-do lists done perhaps?!
I’m with Oami though, it does suddenly feel that the time to do all those things we’ve been dreaming of is Now. I am so impressed with her new running regime (she was up and out the door this morning, greeting the day in her sneakers before my kids even discovered their goodie-filled baskets!) that I think I need to Carpe Diem some of my “impossible” goals as well.
So here’s to 40. We’ve come a long way, and there is even more good stuff to come. I can feel it in my old bones!
Happy Birthday to Us!