Y’all, I am 40 today. I am 40, and I am surrounded by more goodness than any high-strung, middle-aged girl has any right to expect from this life. I am not always quite sure how I got here, but I’m damn sure of this: I am right where I belong.
40 things that tell me so:
This sweet, smart guy
The rattling purr of this old, devoted cat
The love these guys have for each other
The first week of November
The first week of June
The woman who made me who I am
The love my children have for her
Ben’s curls
Jack’s eyes
Jim’s hands
My funny, loving, fiercely self-assured friends
The people who make my workdays a lot less like work
The joy-induced nervous breakdown my dog has whenever I walk through the door
The bird feeder outside the kitchen window
Black coffee and raisin toast with peanut butter
Stacks of clean laundry
Inside jokes
The way my husband always offers to make me tea when he boils water for his own
Kids who love my music
Kids who also love their own, terrible music
Texts that make me LOL
Hugs that last longer than I expected
The first sip of a really good beer
Yogaaaaah
The screened porch
Mani/pedi/brunch Sundays with the girl gang
Hikes to the quarry
Rain dances
The Fortunes – every single one of them
Our daily commute
Our evening routine
The cul-de-sac full of kids on bikes and scooters and skates
The home we’ve made
The mistakes we’ve made
The peace we’ve made
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