ME...Kween...will be 40 (God willing) on January 10, 2013. I will have lived four decades (almost half of a century) on this earth.
I'm not daunted about the age though. Not the fears that I'll look back and wonder where my best years went, or ask myself what am doing with my life, or mourn the fact that I've yet to have children and most likely will not. (I've done that already).
Why cringe at the grace God's given me? I'll be 40 and will have survived these years with a healthy constitution a roof and four walls, a circle of beautiful friends and a good, albeit...wacky...family. I'm blessed. I love who I am and what and who I've become. I'm proud of myself for having been consistent in friendships and personality and for having grown in the places that needed to grow. I pray I'll live to see the age my great grandmother died at...91. Sounds like a good number. Hell, if I survive to see 81...the age my grandmother died...I'll still have done this 40 thing, TWICE!
I have plans for my birthday. I've always just let my day pass without a thought to celebration. I used to wait around for people to surprise me (which happened once at the age of 30), but I didn't want to do that. I wanted to own my entry into my fine forties and kick it off with a bunch of ladies whom I couldn't imagine having anything but the best time with. There will be some missing from the fray...some by circumstance, others by choice...and perhaps...I'll nod and sip to their part in my journey. What I do know...is that I am going to have a ball.
The weekend in question will boast dinner, drinks, fun and maybe even a little shopping...but mostly it will boast LOVE. The love for my friends and theirs for me. If I could invite EVERYONE and see to it that they all showed up no matter where they were coming from...I promise you, I would. What I AM certain of, is that the well wishes that will be in the room will be no more important than the ones I get from afar.
Wow...I'm turning 40 y'all...FORTY. Thank God and good genes for that baby face! hehehe!
I'll be sure to chronicle the weekend so as to share my day with you all.
I'm a lover AND a fighter...I like the folks most don't. I walk to the beat of a drummer....who isn't REALLY in the band, but got the best beats. I am big on love..."I see you" where you're at...hopefully this blog helps you to see me, as well. Either Love me...or leave me alone!
Having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away. - a quote by Dinah Craik