I realised today how incredibly close I am to forty. I suppose it means I've turned a page in my life that I can look at a span of 9 years as "close," but all the same, yikes!
It's not the big looming number FORTY that people fear, because like I did with my thirties I and looking forward to my forties. I don't fear age and rather enjoy the thought that I am proportionately closer to catching up to my mom every day that passes.
No, it's something else that scares me. I look at my forty-something friends and I realise how much have to learn, how much I need to mature before I'm there. Knowing as I do that wisdom and maturity come through attrition, yup I'm a bit scared. That's a lot of hard-knocks.
I'll take them though, and try to learn as much from each to avoid re-peat blows. I'll do it because I want to be like them, and I know not all forty-somethings ARE like these beloved women. So I've got to do it right, as scary as it is.
I suppose this is kind of what it felt like walking up to the veil between the pre-earth life and mortal birth.
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Right there with ya babe. To think about the age 40 is not a big deal, but the maturity level... that is a whole other thing.
I think that somehow, you will get to 40 and just be that way. Maturity doesn't necessarily take hard-knocks, but just life experience, compassion, and drawing closer to our Lord will do much to get us there. Come what may, and love it!
Well... I know some pretty unwise and immature older people, so I think that's why I'm a little worried.
hmmm and just think; mom was a grandma at 42...
Hey, kiddo, it's pretty great on this side, and you are traveling with the right goal in mind!! But really, when is 31 *close* to 40??!!
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