Having just celebrated my 39th birthday, I made it a point to let everyone know that I’m totally fine with approaching the big 4-0. I might have even thrown up a few hand signs and proclaimed, “I’m ready to tackle 40!” However, it’s also likely that I created an ambitious list of achievements I want to complete before I hit 40, which led me to stress out enough to require a nap—definitely a possibility.
Since turning 39, I’ve had a whirlwind of thoughts. Here are some highlights:
- My children are sharing mind-blowing facts with me. I had an inkling that thunder results from lightning breaking the sound barrier, but when my son explained this to his sister, I was hit with a wave of realization.
- My skin is going haywire. I’ve consulted dermatologists and skincare experts, but the truth is, water has become my best ally, and chin breakouts are the price I pay for indulging in pizza.
- Recovery is no longer instantaneous. Whether it’s after exercise, a night out, or even sitting cross-legged for too long, my body is sending clear messages that I’m no longer in my prime.
- I’m on a quest for inner peace. Some days I find it through meditation, while other times, it comes from a glass of wine. Namaste, Two-Buck Chuck.
- I treasure the ability to text my mom for her dumpling recipe, realizing that one day, I might not have that luxury.
- I’ve moved past temporary friendships. The connections I value now are here to stay, whether my friends like it or not.
- Sometimes, doing absolutely nothing feels amazing—just like an elderly man enjoying his day.
- I find myself contemplating mortality more often—mine, my parents’, and even the actors I admire.
- I am dedicated to my goals; it truly feels like now or never.
- Perfectionism is no longer a concern that plagues me as it did in my 20s.
- I’ve stopped worrying about whether or not people like me.
- I’m now willing to forego politeness to advocate for myself.
- I often find myself encouraging independence in my family—teaching my parents to navigate tech and convincing my kids they can fetch their own socks.
- I resonate with my mother’s words about not being able to imagine life without her children; I feel that way now.
- And that candid look in the mirror some mornings? Let’s just say, I’d rather not discuss it.
Time is flying by. Honestly, the only reason I’d consider revisiting my 20s is to enjoy some Ben & Jerry’s without the consequences of waking up with it making an unwelcome appearance on my body.
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Summary:
As I embrace 39, I reflect on the profound changes in my life, from the wisdom my children share to the realities of aging and the importance of meaningful relationships. I’m learning to prioritize my well-being and let go of past pressures, all while navigating the complexities of family life.