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Turning 40 and Loving Life
Hey there! So, here’s the thing—I’m 40 now, and honestly, I couldn’t be happier. I mean, sure, I spotted my first gray hair at 22, which meant I’ve been embracing “old” for a while now. While my friends were freaking out about hitting the big 4-0, I was already well into my hair color appointments. For me, turning 40 felt like just another birthday, though I did treat myself to an extra-sweet cake!
Now don’t get me wrong—things have definitely shifted. Statistically speaking, I’ve lived more than half my life, my hormones are a bit chaotic, and I’ve traded in youthful attire for comfy “granny” underwear (which, by the way, are totally in right now!). But you know what? Each wrinkle has given me something invaluable: self-acceptance, flaws and all. Middle age is this beautiful balancing act between youthful enthusiasm and hard-earned wisdom, and I’m loving every minute of it—even if my joints crack in ways they didn’t back in my 20s. They still work, and that’s a win!
Along with the occasional belly fluff and nighttime sweats, hitting 40 has gifted me with a confidence that I didn’t have before. I’ve learned to stop caring about what people think, and I’ve figured out what styles suit me. Low-rise jeans? No thanks—hello, yoga pants! I can run errands without a full face of makeup, enjoy a glass of wine without the hangover, and embrace my guilty pleasures, whether it’s HGTV marathons or indulging in fried food. Seriously, life is too short to not enjoy chocolate!
These days, I’m not trying to follow trends or impress anyone. I’ve let go of the heartbreaks from my youth, and I cry over real issues, not small stuff. I’ve learned to dance around the house and belt out tunes in the shower, and I’ve mastered the art of knowing when to let things slide. My time is spent with people who uplift me instead of drama queens. I exercise for fun, not to prove a point, and I enjoy a mix of food—chocolate, kale, and chicken fingers, but not together, of course!
When insecurities pop up, I know how to quiet them down. They exist, sure, but they only have as much power over me as I let them. That nagging voice telling me I’m not enough? I just ignore it. I understand what a healthy relationship looks like, and I’m blessed to be in one. I’ve created a home, nurturing my child, my marriage, and even my garden. I mess up sometimes, but I’m all about fixing things rather than pretending they didn’t happen.
I love diving into deep articles online, reading books, and even checking out some gossip. At 40, I’ve learned to balance being serious and playful. I’m not on Snapchat because, honestly, I don’t care. And pedicures? Yeah, I’m still debating.
Life hasn’t been all sunshine, though. People I care about have faced illness and even passed away, teaching me to appreciate every moment. I’ve learned that age is just a number and that fearing it is silly.
Turning 40 isn’t about losing youth; it’s about embracing who you are and appreciating all the lessons from the past four decades.
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So, cheers to the fabulous 40s!
Summary
Turning 40 has been a transformative experience filled with newfound confidence, self-acceptance, and the joy of living life on my own terms. It’s about celebrating the wisdom gained over the years while still enjoying the lighter, fun aspects of life.