I love my life

On Saturday, I turned 39. For the first time ever in my life I was freaking out about my age. Big time.

39 is so close to 40 and people, who are forty are pretty old for me. Too old, if you ask me. 40-year-old moms are embarassing and so not cool. They look old, they act old. Period.

Now, in under a year, I will join that club. How can that possibly be real? I just turned twenty, right? At least I feel as if I am still super young at heart. But then, I am raising a pre-teen. I developed wrinkles around my eyes and I have serious problems crouching down like HRH Kate does. (And she's doing this in heels with a baby on her hip. Amazing.)

But fact is, I am still alive. I was so close to giving up life, that every day is a gift and I intend to live it fully. So many young women die of cancer or other fucking shit, so I am grateful for the chance to see my 40th birthday. I am grateful for being able to support my children while growing up and to see them become wondeerful young people. I am grateful for spending day after day with my husband, who is the best partner, I could possibly have.

Getting older is not just a pain in the a$$. It also is a chance. To experience and see great things. It's a chance to become the erson I want to be, more and more with each day.

Never before I have I been so happy with my life. Or let me wuote Robbie Williams...

I love my life
I am powerful
I am beautiful
I am free
I love my life
I am wonderful
I am magical
I am me
I love my life

Yes, I do. I love my life. And everything that comes with it. Have a great day everybody!