TMB: Being 40 – Something…

I love it.  I love being 40-something…

Here is why:

I am neither the oldest nor the youngest in the room.  I’m in the middle now.  It’s a good place to be.  Learning from both the generation that precedes and succeeds me.

I have enough experience for people to be interested I what I have to say.  But I am curious enough to enjoy not being experienced enough, to be always discovering.

I feel good about myself, because I have learned to trust myself.  I don’t question what I should do so much anymore.  In uncomfortable situations, I have trained myself to calmly remember that “I have been here before”: I have dealt with similar situations, successfully, and I can do it again.

I’ve finally learned to (mostly!) manage my emotions so that they propel me forward rather than hold me back.  Oh if I could go back and learn that earlier…

I am in tune with my intuition, my 6^th sense.  And I am grateful for this force because it guides me to experience my life in such profound ways.

I know my worth and I am proud of the decisions I have made that lead me to this very moment.  Living in the moment.  Listening to the voices.

Yet, I am aware that everything is temporary; nothing lasts forever.  I celebrate the highs, grieve the lows and try to productively navigate in the middle.

I am happy to be 40…-something!