forty

That "5-0" is lurking around the corner and taunting me, reminding me that my fun 40s are almost up. I'm a little anxious to find out if 50 really is the new 30.
With each new decade, we gain wisdom, power and a certain vulnerability, too. I wouldn't want 40 to feel like 30; I've lived through my 30s and come out stronger and smarter for it.
So maybe I am over the hill like those old decorations taunted my own father. But I can't wait to see what's on the hill behind this one. And the one after that. If the first forty is any indication, it promises to be quite the journey.
There is never enough time. Repeat that. Two seconds just went by you'll never see again.
Is 60 really the new 40? In many ways yes, but if given a choice, for me, I'm thinking of embracing the sixties with open arms and I'm excited to make it the best decade of my life.
The signs that you're undergoing a mid-life crisis are many. However, most share a common thread and can be classified into a few neat categories that basically all mean the same thing: 1) Oblivious, 2) Clueless, 3) Misplaced, 4) Misguided, and finally, 5) Out of touch.
The past decade has been a time for personal reflection and growth. I've learned many important lessons and gained new insights, probably more so than in any other decade. I often find myself saying, "If only I knew then what I know now."
Seven days shy of this milestone, my heart still feels the same excitement for life and all its possibilities as it did at 14. And my mind is filled with the wisdom of 40 years of life lessons.
I'm going to let you in on a big secret: You are beautiful today. It's taken me 39.10 years to figure this out, but now that I have, I have to share. Here's how I figured it out.
I now know that when I am turn 50, I will look at photos of me at 40 and see a stunning woman. What does this mean? It means I am beautiful today. And so are you
I am not suggesting that we just suppose that everyone around us can be trusted and we need not worry about our personal safety or the security of personal belongings. But I do propose giving up the practice of focusing on the faults of other people and, instead, looking for their good qualities.
Forty has answered many -- most? -- of the big questions that haunted my young adulthood. Forty is about embracing the reality that those answers have built.
I now find myself turning the age that is supposed to be "the new 30," but that feels like a mathematical impossibility. I've realized that it's not the aging process itself that I fear. I do my best to fear only things I have some control over, like icky spiders and abdominal fat. It is the stigma of age that I fear most.
The gray hair on my chin is mocking me. I try to pluck it and miss. It cackles. This is one of the 50 shades of almost 40. With the big day looming off in the not too distant future, I am coming to realize that 40 does not look like what I thought it would.
I think in turning 40, perhaps it is forcing me to take a step back. Not to look at 40 years that have passed, but rather 14,600 days that have passed -- 14,600 days to make myself either a better person, a worse person or a person that can make a difference in someone else's life.
These "dos" are suggestions for making dating better and more purposeful -- and make sure you are not the one weeded out on someone else's search for love.
This coming Wednesday, March 5, is Ash Wednesday, the first day of Lent. Let's take a look at the historical emergence and spiritual significance of the Lenten season.
This is what I know for sure: Love is still ahead of me and I won't settle for anything less. And if I'm lucky, neither will he.