First, I don't feel any different than I did when I was 39, or 35 for that matter. I get a little stiff easier, that's it. Being 40 is pretty good. I'm just about comfortable in my skin. The most I've ever been.
Second, life is short. There are things that I've said I've wanted to try, and I just hadn't got around to it. Saying you want to do it and doing it are two very different things. Well, I've knocked out two of them. Last year for my fortieth, I bought my dear ukulele. I can play a few chords and pick a few notes, as long as I have the TAB for it. Very fun, but I wish I could play it more. That's a goal for the year. And, I've always wanted to try archery. Not to hunt, just to shoot at the target. This year my sweet Husband bought me a recurve bow. It has been fun! I didn't have a clue how to shoot, so I've done some reading and some practicing, after I got a target. I found that a bracer (arm guard) is a must--I had a two-inch bruise on my arm where the bowstring popped it. Ouch!! There is something graceful yet strong about pulling up a bow and launching an arrow at a high velocity. It's very fun. Here is my best shot today:
Third, I have a greater love for my life at home. For a long time I loved being at home, and I loved being at school. I just loved where I was all the time. It's the truth! The past few years, I still love being at school and what I do and who I work with. I love being at home so much more. The time with my family is so very precious, and I cherish it more everyday.
Family is the most important.
