Forty

Me at 40 years old with my craft-aster table.

If you had asked me when I was twenty what I thought I would feel like when I was forty, my answer would have something really insightful like, "Old."

Turns out, I would have been wrong.  It's a lot better than "old".  Today is my fortieth birthday, so I thought I'd write a little post about how I'm feeling today.

At forty, I feel...

• Old(er), but it's a good feeling.  I know myself a lot better now.
• More confident.  I still don't have my confidence issues conquered, but they stay in the background more than they used to.
• Like I finally know what my "style" is. It involves a lot of grey and black horizontal stripes in case you were wondering.
• Prettier.  I'm pretty sure this has something to do with the more confident thing above.
• More grateful.
• More creative.
• Loved by a wonderful circle of supportive family and friends.
• Lucky. So very lucky.