Being ALIVE!

Recently, a friend and I were talking and I said, "Ya know, I am closer to 40 than 30." I am sure my friend said something in response, but I had already stuck a nerve within myself so I retreated to that favorite place of mine - my mind - to ponder life. As I was thinking about life, in general, it also hit me that I have done a few fabulous things in my time. For example, I enlisted into the Army when I was 18, I met and married a FABULOUS man, we were stationed in Germany for three years, I have a GORGEOUS son (who coincidentally gets more beautiful every day of his almost 15 years), I have inherited a step daughter who even at two years old was amazingly stunning (and will soon be 18!), I have a fantastic job where I get to teach 12 and 13 year old kids how to write and read the English language. In May, I will graduate with a Master's in British and American Literature. I have a book in the works that I am mystified over. I have bled and cried and begged forgiveness, wanted and needed, was satisfied, slept and woke, and a thousand other life-things to be proud of. So, when forty gets here ( in just three and a half short years), I will say, "Welcome!" "I haven't met you before, but I am sure I will like you." ***Note for those of you who know me very well at all - those words have NEVER come out of my mouth before so this is a big step for me.*** Then maybe I will introduce my twenty something self to my thirty something self and... and just maybe I will invite my forty something self in for a little chat. Until then, you had better believe that I will enjoy being thirty something for a while longer. Why not?