Saturday, February 13, 2010

39

Yesterday, I turned 39. Yep, 39. Not 34, again. 39.

And had you asked me even 3 months ago, how I felt about it, well, the answer might not have been super positive. But something happened somewhere between December and January. It is hard to describe. Like all of me shifted 1 or 2 degrees, to the left, to the right, I don't know. Not visible to the human eye.

But after that minute shift, I stopped hearing "39,39,39" chanting in my head after every lull in conversation, while in downward dog in yoga, at every red light. There was no more stress about 1 more year until 40. Gone.

And in it's place, calmness. And joy. And absolute peace with where everything is in my life right now. Because this life I have, is wonderful. It really is. I know it. And I cherish my life and the people in it (you know who you are) beyond words.

On the first day of being 39, I woke up and saw those 2 faces. Those are the best reason for being 39, or 55 or 92 that I could ever think of. I will gladly grow older so as to watch them grow older. They are a gift that I am overwhelming blessed to have and I give thanks every single day that I get to be their mama. Amazing.

So here's to 39 and the second cupcake of the day (and 3rd of the weekend - you don't turn 39 every day, you know).

L xo


PS - I really love my husband too. Like really love him. Like a teenager falling in love for the first time, love him (but so much more wise than a 16 year old falling in love - 39 years is good that way) .

PPS - I am really thankful for my parents, my brother and my best friend too.





2 comments:

kwiltmakr said...

Gee I didn't know you had to turn 39 just to have 3 cupcakes in a weekend, LOL. Happy Birthday. Wish I could remeber 39, LOL again.

Dresden Quilter said...

Happy Belated Birthday!

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