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Fierce, Fabulous & (Nearly) 40!

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It’s the 1st June 2012! This means that in two weeks and 1 day I will be joining the naughty forties club! *gulp* I actually can’t believe it, where has the time gone?? Forty doesn’t sound so bad? Right? Ten years till I turn 50! Holy crap balls! Half way to 80! Double holy crap balls!

So I’ve seen that it seems to be a blogging tradition that before one approaches a birthday you should write a to do list, the length of which should be your current age. That would mean that mine would be 39 before 40. But those of you who have been reading my blog for the last 4 years will know, I’m not a list kinda gal!

I don’t need a list to be organized. I don’t need a list to set myself personal goals. I don’t need a list to get things done. I don’t even write to do lists at work. I’m just not that kind of person. I like to think of myself a a Do-er. A go-getter. A person of action, I’m far less about being a wind bag and far more about deciding to do something and then getting it done. When I set my mind on something or make a decision about something, I do it quickly and then I act quickly. I will admit that my quick decision making and quick actions can sometimes have disastrous results but that’s just who I am. But it’s part of what makes my life interesting and it’s what makes me quirky!

You’ll recall that at the beginning of the year I wrote that 2012 would be my year of action. And I was thinking about that this morning because really the word: action, kind of sum’s up the type of person I am. It’s how I have always lived my life. In fact the only time I haven’t been a person of action was during the post adoption depression syndrome that saw me frozen for most of 2010 & 2011.

2012 had so far been a fabulous year for me, the year I turn 40. It has indeed been a year of action, with lots of exciting things happening. From the sale of our house and our move to our dream home, to starting up Trinity Heart and turning my passion for the subject of adoption into a labour of love in supporting other people walking a similar path to mine.
So what do I hope for the remainder of this year? I only have ONE hope, dream, ambition…. I’d love to be blessed with a second child. I’d love to see Ava become a big sister and Walter become a father of two and me a mother of two.I wrote previously about the decade of my 20’s, with the idea that I’d write a blog posting dedicated to my 30’s and then I just never got around to it. I will say this about my 30’s…. Life for me, really did begin in my 30’s. I spend the better part of a decade going through the various stages of grief. Grief over our infertility and recurrent pregnancy loss. From denial, anger, bargaining, depression and finally acceptance. When I found the acceptance of the hand I’d been dealt, life became far easier for me and I started to really enjoy life again and find pleasure in a bottle of wine the simplest of things.

That is all. No need for a list. No need to write down the boring details of what else I’d hope to achieve because knowing the type of person I am, I know that those other dreams will be reached. And perhaps there in lie’s the beauty of turning 40? My confidence in my abilities to achieve and confidence in who I am!
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4 Comments

  • Reply Jenny

    Woooohoooo! I tell you what the 20s are lived in this fog of perfection – life is good to you but you are too damn angsty to notice. And then your 30s kicks your butt – quite literally – into submission. And you realise that while life is not long it’s pretty damn wide and yup, you wasted all that angst during your 20s when life and your body were pretty damn perfect! And so I am hoping my 40s (also impending) will be about kicking some butt of my own. I just need to find out what that butt will be – sounds like you already have! So knock back some champers and really, lists are so last decade….!

    June 1, 2012 at 1:29 pm
  • Reply Lisa-Marie

    The older I get, the more I realise that age really is just a number!
    You are FAB!! So FAB!!
    And you failed to mention here that you are a Cougar too!! 😉 How many of us can say THAT!?

    June 4, 2012 at 8:14 am
    • Reply Sharon

      LOL! A cougar? My husband is only 4 years younger than me! Now if he was 14 years younger than me then perhaps….. 🙂

      June 4, 2012 at 9:40 am
  • Reply cat@jugglingact

    I do think that the beauty of being over 40 lies in total self confidence

    June 5, 2012 at 10:26 am
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