My friends hosted a wonderful dinner for me at Cafe Milano a week before my birthday. I was a teary-eyed mess. I blame it on 40 year old hormones.
I tried to tell each of them how much they meant to me and how precious their friendships are to my heart. I blubbered my way through it as best as I could.
Little did I know, that the following weekend, I would walk into my friend, Kim's house, and find ALL OF MY FRIENDS and their SPOUSES singing happy birthday to me!
It was a HUGE SURPRISE. I still cannot believe that I had NO idea about this party. None.
The funny thing is, I was having a very emotional week. Shocker, right? I even texted Lem that week and told him that I felt like I had no friends and that nobody liked me. You know, typical mid-month hormonal crap.
I do have the greatest friends. And when I feel lonely again, I will remember my birthday week and how much love I felt surrounded by precious people.
40 is weird. It just feels weird to say. I don't feel 40. I guess none of us ever do.
However, there is so much good at this age. I feel comfortable in my skin. Like never before.
My marriage is stronger than ever.
My kids are such a blast at the ages they are!
Things that used to bother me, do not bother me.
I have a lot more grace than I did in my early thirties.
I have realized that life does not revolve around me and the way I perceive things.
I let things go.
My relationship with Christ is stronger than ever.
I don't feel the need to strive. To be liked. To be noticed. To be sought after. I am content.
Contentment is a gift.
I am much more thankful than I was in my thirties.
Each day is a gift. I see that now.
I have so much more grace for myself as well. I don't feel the pressure to be a certain size. I just want to feel good in my jeans.
Honestly, forty is good.
Really, really good.
Here are some pictures from my birthday. I have more to post, well, in another post. Stay tuned.
I apologize in advance for the overload of my face in EVERY picture. I wanted to capture every friend---uhhh, with me of course.
|Beth and me|
|Mary and me|
|Kelli and me|
|Mom and me|
|Amberlee and me|
|Erin and me|
|Kelly and me|
|Lisa and me|
|Kim and me|
|Rebekah and me|
|Bible study girls birthday dinner!|
|"Mommy, make a funny face."|
|Presley and I enjoying milkshakes after our|
manicures--on my birthday.
Manicure: Courtesy of my friend, Melissa. ;)
|Presley brought me breakfast in bed. All by her precious self.|
Coffee mug: courtesy of my friend Lisa. ;)
And if you are wondering what is in the bowl,
it's Greek Yogurt. With peanut butter. And honey. And blueberries.
The girl knows her momma well.