40
I wish I had some profound and provoking thoughts on turning 40. I don’t. Most of my thoughts lately have run to things such as, “am I too old to have long hair?” One day, pulled on a tank top and thought, “Am I too old to wear tank tops?” My husband assures me, I’m not, on both counts. One has to admit that the lines have been blurred quite a bit. Jane Fonda is the latest example. Frankly, I don’t think it seemly for any woman at any age to “show off her waist and butt,” but perhaps I’m a bit of a prude.
As I said, I don’t have any profound thoughts on turning 40. Probably half of my life is behind me now, and that’s a little odd. There are regrets. But I don’t know anyone who doesn’t have those. So today, I woke, got dressed, said my prayers and exercised. And like any other day, we’ll just have to see what comes up next.
God bless you all!
Birthday 