As I hit the big 3-9, I made it a point to declare my readiness to embrace 40. I might have even flashed a few playful hand signs and shouted, “Bring it on, 40!” Of course, I may have also created a to-do list of my aspirations before the big milestone, which stressed me out enough to warrant a well-deserved nap. Just maybe.
Turning 39 has stirred up a flurry of thoughts. Here are some of my musings:
- My kids now share mind-blowing facts. For instance, my son recently explained that thunder is the sound of lightning breaking the sound barrier. I must admit, I’d forgotten that little nugget.
- And let’s talk about my skin—it’s in full rebellion mode. Despite my visits to dermatologists, facialists, and all the hopeful thinking, I’ve concluded that hydration is my new best friend. Those pesky chin zits? Just a small price to pay for pizza indulgence!
- Recovery is no longer a breeze. Whether it’s post-workout soreness, hangovers, or even just sitting cross-legged too long, my body is sending clear signals: “You’ve seen better days, my friend.”
- I’m on a quest for inner tranquility. Some days, I find it in meditation; other times, it comes from a glass of wine. Yes, Namaste and Two-Buck Chuck, I see you!
- I cherish the ability to text my mom for her famous dumpling recipe because I know those days are numbered.
- I’ve no time for fleeting friendships. The connections I forge now are here to stay—like it or not!
- Occasionally, I relish in doing absolutely nothing. It’s a delightful indulgence, akin to living like an 80-year-old gentleman.
- Thoughts of mortality weigh heavier on my mind—my own, my parents’, and even those beloved actors from my childhood.
- My goals are serious business now. It’s either seize the moment or let it slip away.
- The obsession with perfection that haunted my 20s? Not a concern anymore.
- I couldn’t care less if someone dislikes me.
- I’m ready to trade politeness for self-advocacy.
- I find myself encouraging independence in everyone around me—whether it’s helping my parents master technology or convincing my kids they can retrieve their own socks.
- I now understand what my mom meant when she said she couldn’t imagine life without her children. I look at mine and wonder, how did I ever live without knowing you?
- And that brutal morning mirror check? Let’s just say, I’d rather not go there.
Life is moving quickly, and honestly, the only reason I’d revisit my 20s is to enjoy some Ben & Jerry’s without the aftermath of regret!
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Summary:
At 39, Jamie reflects on family, friendships, and the realities of aging. With humor and honesty, she shares her thoughts on personal growth, body changes, and the importance of nurturing meaningful connections while navigating the fast-paced journey of life.