A Pirate Looks at 40

Well…

This is it.

This is 40.

I woke up this morning and I expected to feel different. I expected to feel older or wiser…or even just more achy. I didn’t. I just felt like me. Me on my birthday – so, you know, me with light up numbers on my head and extra glitter..

Theoretically, I am halfway through my life. Maybe more. I am technically past the point of impulsivity and bad decisions. I am firmly in the Responsible Zone. Or at least, I should be.

In my mind, I am forever 23. Recent college graduate with no responsibilities who could go anywhere and do anything on a whim. At 23, I belonged to me. I was solely my own. I was not a wife or a mother. I was my very own definition.

That feels like a very long time ago.

I now carry the labels of wife and mother. Don’t get me wrong – I wear those titles with honor and pride. However, in wearing the titles that attach me to others, I have, in a way, lost my sense of self and my understanding of what truly makes me happy.

This is going to be the most ADHD blog you are ever going to read. Some of my posts will be about me. Some will be about my children. You might see some recipes or Pinterest projects…weight loss…one thing is for sure – this blog will be about my journey…my 41st trip around the sun. My successes and my failures.

All that and then some.

I hope we both enjoy the ride.

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