Friday, July 16, 2010

Age is Only A Number....Just a Number You Don't Want to Hear!

Tomorrow my husband the man I met and fell in love with at 16 years of age is turning 40.  OH, MY GOD 40.......It all seems crazy to me, and probably more so to him seeing he is the one turning it, and I'm holding on to 38.95.  I remember how we used to talk about growing old together, well we are actually doing it. 

The thirties they seemed to fly by in the wink of an eye. I still remember on my thirtieth birthday my mom telling me that my thirties would be the best years of my life.  She was right! Those were my boy's toddler years, and although they were probably the hardest years they were probably the most fulfilling. 

To me life seems to get easier with age.   Many may say that they loved their twenties, but I have to admit I would take any time period over that.  At the time I just entered the work force, and had my first "real" job.  I arrived each day at what seemed to be Dante's Inferno and Satan was my boss.  I also bought my first house, which came with a "real mortgage", it was a lot for me being in my early twenties.  The thirties brought me out of the work force, and home with my children, which I was very fortunate to be able to do.  I also returned to school in that time and received another degree much different than business.

With age does come appreciation of the many things of life, especially the times spent with friends and family. Petty things become no longer relevant.  The passage of time sparks new personal interests, and goals. I love seeing my mother, who is in her early seventies, travel to places she could of only dreamed of in her earlier years. 

I have to believe age is just a number.  My mind just cannot grasp the idea of myself, my husband, or any of our close friends as being 40 years of age.  I hope none of us ever feel 40 either. 

I truly believe now (because age just makes you wiser) that each age is a present from God, a gift to be enjoyed!

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