Tuesday 24th June, 2008, marks the day that I become a fully fledged adult, as my friend told me today. Yes, it’s the big FOUR-O.
To be honest, I think, like most other birthdays, it will not feel any different. It’s only one day the same as any other. I realize it is a landmark, but that’s fine. I’m looking forward to it.
To celebrate the occasion I will be having a little get together, albeit on the Saturday before. I’m not one for big flashy parties, but I do think that I should mark the occasion. My youngest sister, of three elder sisters, certainly thinks so.
For some unknown reason 30 was a big deal. My life back then was fairly different. I had come through some tough times, but I think they were still fresh in the memory. And that seemed like a landmark – I was “only” 30 and felt that I shouldn’t have had to go through those times. Stupid, I know, but I have changed a lot since then.
I have my wife, Gill, to thank for pulling me through and giving me the stability that I craved and needed. She is my rock. I cannot imagine life without her. So Gill, thank you.
So, if life begins at 40, what will the coming weeks bring?
If you have any stories to tell of your 40th, or have any words of wisdom, I’d love to hear them – please leave a comment.
