40! So exciting.
You say it all the time and people look at you in disbelief. Because people everywhere walk around regretting their ageing, and trying to deny it has arrived.
But it is exciting … a new decade, a new start, a new adventure, a new you.
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Today I am 37.
I told Mr this morning I feel like I have been 37 for years. Seriously, I have added a year to my life of being 37. Last year, almost all year when anyone asked my age I would tell them 37. I seem to have skipped 36 altogether!
So today is a second chance. Last year I was older than I should be in so many ways. This year I am just right, the age I should be. 37 the age of now, and I feel somehow younger … go figure!