For the past few months I’ve been bouncing back and forth between acceptance
and angst over turning 40 next month. I’ve been trying to figure out what it is that’s getting to me. Is it turning 40? Is it getting closer to menopause? Is it facing my own mortality? Exactly what is it that’s getting to me?
Well, yesterday I think I figured it out. I was playing around on Instagram and I started typing a little message that read:
“In my 20s, I served in the U.S. Army
In my 30s, I got two Master’s degrees
In my 40s, I…”
I need to do something big in my 40s. Making it through Basic Training and serving in the Army gave me a sense of confidence that I don’t think I would’ve gained otherwise. Many people join the Army, not a lot of them make it through Basic Training, Advanced Individualized Training, and then go on to serve honorably. And getting my degrees showed me that almost no obstacle is insurmountable. I had a husband, 4 children, and cancer; still I managed to walk the stage with my classmates {bald head and all}. Now that I’m turning 40, I need to find a way to celebrate. I need to do something big.
But I’m not sure what I want to do. Do you have any ideas?
