So I have succumbed to aging.
40 is nothing in today’s world—especially since 40 is the new 20, right?! But, it’s not entirely true.
Forty is something. It’s 40. The big 4-0. The number that defines something monumental. Your first half of life has passed.
Yes. Today’s world is living longer. Healthy. Traveling. Enjoying life…seeing many decades more than previous generations.
It’s amazing and I am so thankful. It’s encouraging and makes me happy to know that I have a great chance to live so many decades more.
But 40 is still hitting me.
Take my eyebrows for instance.
You already know how famous they are 😉
But really, let’s come back to them. My eyebrows—they grow—long. Like old man long.
What???? I had no clue I would one day wake up, look in the mirror, and see an old man on my face. Yet there he is, in my eyebrows. Old man.
And nose hair.
And my chins. It doesn’t matter that I’m not a large woman, my grandma chins are still there.
They are there for a reason. They are my reminders that I am nearly 40. And it is a milestone. And it means something significant: I am completing my first half of life.
And this brings me into a place of better perspective. One that reminds me that life is precious and fleeting. There is not anything we can do to stop or slow it. So today is my day. Today is your day.
Make the most of each day.
Even if that day involves a moment at a salon—artificially refreshing your youth 😉