Today is my birthday. I’m 42 years old, which sounds quite old when I say it, but feels not so old at all. In fact, I really like being 42 years old. I’ve been enjoying my forties quite a lot. Forty-something is a really good age to be because you already know yourself inside and out. You know just exactly what you like and just exactly what you are. You don’t have to try so hard to figure out what works for you. You’ve learned how to play to your strengths while minimizing your weaknesses. You’ve learned how to pick your battles. You know what matters to you and what doesn’t, when to say yes and when to say no. And even though we’re in a post-baby slump, the married life is a lot more fun, too. 😉
Today is Brenna’s first day of college, and we have various other things going on today, and most of the week, but we’re going to squeeze in a bowling party on the only day this week that we’ll all be home at the same time. That was a real hit last year. 🙂
In the meanwhile, I’m feeling thankful for my farm and my cows and the sun shining through the green trees, and especially for the eight children and one husband who make my life so rich and rewarding… and make birthdays more fun!