40's AND LOVING IT

If you ask any woman—who hasn't quite reached her 40's—what she thinks when she foresees life in her forties—it's a pretty safe bet she'll say something in regards to getting old.

For some reason, women have this stereotypical mentality that getting older involves the passing of her 30's. And quite honestly, I was one of those women too.

Turning 30, for me, was a huge deal. I really struggled with the flip of that number. I guess in my mind, that was the end of my "so-called" fabulous 20's. But in hindsight, it was nothing more than a mental thing because soon thereafter, I was over it. And although I did cry that birthday—it was a good cry.

Fast forward ten years later when 40 came around. Surprisingly, I was ok with it. I really wasn't sure what to expect but it wasn't that bad.

Growing older is inevitable. The best advice I can give other women who struggle turning 40 is—embrace it. 

If you're single, break the rules, date that younger guy. (I said date not marry) 

If you have grown kids, travel. Hang out with girlfriends. Take up a hobby you didn't expect. Lighten your hair. Paint your nails blue. Go the gym. Make new friends. Just LIVE! Do things that make you feel happy and young at heart.

A few days ago, a friend of mine sent me an article in WOMEN'S HEALTH MAGAZINE. Oddly enough, he's mid-30's—young and male—what does he know, right?

(laughing)

Well, he knows a lot more than I thought! 

The article, in a way, validated a big secret that most women in their 40's already know. So without going into detail because—well—I'll be honest—it was sex-filled. Read the article yourself, linked above, you'll understand why. You'll understand why 40's are just peachy!

I don't know what life in my 50's will be like because I'm not there yet but I can assure you, with everything I've learned from my past, my best days are right now.

And although I didn't know it then, in my 20's I was lost—I really was.

During my 30's, I was finding my way out.

Now in my 40's, I've arrived. 

This is the age where I'm no longer uncertain of anything. I know what I want, and what I don't. Who I want to be, and how I'm going to get it. I'm wiser and smarter and kinder and more patient. I have fully learned the value of appreciation, generosity and compassion. And I've finally found my voice—something I've always had, I just didn't know it.

Oh yes— my sweet 40's—I've arrived. And yet, somehow, I feel like I'm only beginning.