I’m turning 40 years old on June 9.
My best friends from high school, who are also turning 40 this year, and I took a trip to Vancouver to go whitewater rafting, hike, eat, drink, gamble, and chill.
My family (Vicky, Maya, and her two grandmamas) and I are going to Greece on Sunday for 10 days. It’s gonna be awesome.
When we return from Greece, my sister will come down to DC, and we’ll all go out to have dinner and drinks together with my DC friends.
So yeah, turning 40 gives me a reason to do some things and celebrate.
Otherwise, 40 is just a number to me.
Sure, there are things that are different now than they were 5 or 10 years ago that make me behave differently.
I have a daughter now. This means less sleep; less booze; fewer trips to bars and restaurants; and living life more responsibly. I’m OK with that because my daughter is amazing. Seriously, look at her singing to Moana.
I’m an entrepreneur now. This means less sleep; less booze; fewer trips to bars and restaurants; more work, anxiety, and stress; and much less leisure time. But this is my career choice and I’m OK with that.
I’m a little slower and fatter. My body hurts a little more after running, playing sports, lifting, and other activities. But I’m not that slow and fat. I’ll never be as fast (I was never that fast) nor as in good shape as I was before, but as long as I’m not super slow or fat, I’m OK with that.
Life is certainly different, but I’m enjoying it just as much as years past.
It doesn’t matter if you’re turning 30, 40, or 90.
Embrace the change that inevitably happens.
Surround yourself with good people.
Do the things that matter to you.
Find a good balance.
Put yourself in a position to smile and enjoy yourself as much as possible.
I think that’s what life is all about, regardless of how old you are, isn’t it?