Every year, we all celebrate one special day. The day of our birth. It is this day that we realize that time continues to march on regardless of our circumstances. Each year, we get just a little bit older, a little bit wiser, or in some cases, a little bit crazier. Each decade we pass, we realize that the best is still yet to come. Some of the decades come and go with little fanfare, while others come and our friends and family surround us with antidotes of years past and gently remind us of our “number”. But ironically, the older we get, the younger those “numbers” really seem to be. I can remember when my mother turned the age that I am now and it seemed SO OLD. Today, I am amazed that it really isn’t as old as I once thought it was. In fact, with each year that goes by, I realize that age really is just a number and I am blessed to be able to do some pretty incredible things at my age.
I was able to celebrate this milestone with my dearest friend, who is just 10 hours older than I. She made the trek from Texas to Florida, where we have been working at a KOA, so that we could celebrate together for our birthday. We had not seen each other in almost 10 years as our lives pulled us into different directions in our own full timing adventures.
Her and I met many years ago while stationed in Maine with the Navy. We are both now able to enjoy a semi-retired life after the Navy, traveling full time in our fifth wheels.
So this year, I am 40 years young and have seen and done so many things in the short time I have been on this earth, but even more exciting is what the next 40 years will bring!