Wow, time really flies while you’re busy having a birthday sometimes… I turned forty last Thursday, and it’s been one big, fat love-fest ever since.
Cards. Calls. Dining out. Happy Birthday serenade from a school yard full of three and four year olds… en Français. Shopping. Sultry red wines. Candy. Perfume. A new book by Maurice Sendack. Lingerie. Gorgeous coffee table book of photography. Champagne. Cupcakes… with a diamond eternity band in the icing of the chocolate one. (Holy crap!)
And I got tickets to see Prince. (Holy crap!)
I got to see the faces of some people I love… and I have family visiting me now. I got a lot of hugs and kisses, which are always my favourites.
And though each and every one of these things, the gifts and well-wishes, and the all love I received brought tears to my eyes (and has for days since) there was another special gift else that came to my door in a leaf-lined basket, from a bunch of neighbourhood children I love very much…
…apparently they love me back. This knocked me out, like whoa.
It’s a wonderful thing to be celebrated and toasted by others – it’s really a lovely feeling I’m still basking in… I feel nothing but good things about turning forty. I’ve never been worried about it, or dreaded it in any way. My mother never did either, so perhaps that’s why I’ve never had any anxiety about any of it. That’s a good thing!
I’m letting more and more stuff fall by the wayside. I care less and less about what others think about me, so I feel free to do what I want. And say what I want. And be how I want. Heh – this could get dangerous, people! But here’s hoping the next forty years will be as love-filled as the first.
YAY FOR ME!!
YAY for you indeed!
I couldn’t agree more with the neighbourhood kids. YOU ROCK!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! So glad to hear it was all kinds of awesome for you. And your neighbourhood kids sound like such lovely little people. Woot!
Wow, you sure got taken well care of. That just goes to show how much the people in your life truly know and love you! You deserve every ounce of the lovin’!
I am inspired to see a situation where the love expressed and shared is in similar proportion to the love received and enjoyed.
Tracey, do you have a middle name? If not, I nominated Adora.
Please enjoy the Prince concert, I can’t wait to hear all about it.
xo
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isn’t aging great? you can look back and really see what you’ve learned over the years. i love 40..okay, 41, too!