Last week I was 39.
Not much else to say really.
I’m trying really hard to focus on the good – beautiful boys, loving husband, awesome friends – and not the bad – no savings, ongoing financial strains, not owning our own home.
At 39 I have perspective, I am kinder to myself most of the time, I can run 5kms in under 40 minutes, I have produced and am raising four awesome human beings.
I have discovered new loves – quilting and crocheting while (nearly) perfecting others – making bread, pastry and baking in general.
I have lost contact with some and sadly just lost some friends along the way while gaining many others, making me wonder how I had existed without them in my life earlier.
I have faced many many challenges and while sometimes do not respond with grace under pressure do ultimately weather these storms to rise stronger and braver.
There are several aspects to my life I wish were different at this point but really, my world is rich with love, laughter and food on the table. It is good. Life, is good.