On Sunday, I’ll turn forty, and I honestly couldn’t be happier about it.
I thought I was excited to say farewell to my twenties, what with their decade of first-blush adulthood and confusion and binge drinking. Okay, so maybe there was still some binges in my thirties, but by now I’ve recognized how much I value sobriety. Hate being intoxicated.
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You’re so old! (Just kidding, you’re a spring chicken to me.) Your forties can be a wonderful time – a time of discovery and confidence and growth. Happy birthday for Sunday! I’ll be thinking of you. (Don’t tell anyone – mine is on Monday.)