Recently, friends that I met while in high school reached what some say is the most exciting time of a woman's life. A time when caring about what one thinks of them diminishes. A time when a woman can justifiably embrace putting herself first. A time when she can laugh thinking about all the times she compromised herself to "save" the men she once loved, and refusing to ever be in that position again. Oh, and the biggest one....reaching a sexual peak that is almost unexplainable.
Really??
So, what's wrong with me. I see 40 around the corner and despite all of the wonderful things I've heard about it, I'm terrified! Instead of looking forward to the promises of bliss that 40 allegedly brings, I get disappointed because I no longer get carded. The adoring looks that I once received from men 35 and younger, have been replaced with looks from men who remind me of my father. And sex? It takes a distant second to being able to sleep for an extra 30 minutes after my alarm goes off.
Whether you're approaching 40, or you've surpassed 40, what's the good, the bad, or the ugly for you?
Sunday, July 26, 2009
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