I really just couldn't think of anything else to title this post. For months I have been thinking about the fact that 40 was on the horizon. I worried about the fact that I wasn't worried. I wondered if I would wake up the morning of my 40th birthday and look different. I was concerned that my sex appeal (um yeah I said it) would suddenly dissipate on the morning of my birthday and my confidence would diminish. It wasn't that I thought of 40 as being old, I was just concerned that maybe I had an unrealistic view of what entering a new decade would mean and I'd swiftly find out that it is time to retire my stilettos. I'm happy to report that none of the above occurred. Day one of 40 looked quite similar to my last day of 39, I happily rocked my stilettos to my bday lunch at the W Hotel's POV Rooftop Terrace, and I'm still sexy if I do say so myself *in my best Jay-Z voice* (oh and yeah I said it again).
I wish I could tell you I had this great epiphany when I opened my eyes, and suddenly the mysteries of my life were made known to me. Nope no such luck. The questions I had the night before, I had the next morning. I still don't know what's going to happen when I finish this DMin, I still don't know how to get my husband to put the toilet seat down, and I still don't understand why pumpkin spice lattes have to be so bad for you when they taste so darn good. What I do know is that I am thankful for another year of life and encouraged to know that since God let me live, God must really really really want to see me fulfill the assignment placed on my life. I just wish I had a clue as to how to make that happen. For now I simply share some highlights from my birthday celebration. Oh and I gave myself the gift of making time to read Paulo Coelho's The Alchemist again which inspired and encouraged my heart in ways that I needed to boldly move forward. I may not know exactly what's next, but I know enough to be excited about it!