Today I turn 45. I had planned on posting all the “great” things about being in your 40’s. You know things like how your arms aren’t long enough and how carbs are now the enemy, etc., etc.
But I felt more like writing about how grateful I am to have had the past 45 years of life.
I’m grateful for my parents who brought me into this world. And even more grateful they didn’t take me out. God knows I’ve given them a few times that I’m sure they would have liked to. I’m grateful to be their daughter and step-daughter.
I’m grateful for my hot husband. Yes, he’s hot to me. After 22 years of marriage, he still makes me laugh and has my back and puts up with so much. I love that guy. I’m grateful to be his wife.
I’m grateful for my kids. They have taught me more about love and being selfless than anyone or anything else could. They make me smile every-single-day! I’m grateful to be their mom.
I’m grateful for my family. The laughs, the tears, the conversations, the memories. I’m grateful to be their sister, their daughter-in-law, their aunt, their sister-in-law, their niece, their cousin.
I’m grateful for my many, many, many friends that I’ve made in the past 45 short years. Each one has been in my life at a certain time that has helped shape me for who and what I am today. I’m grateful to be their friend.
I’m grateful for this thing called life.
Here’s to another 45 more grateful years!