You are the year I felt most like myself.
You are the year I got to connect with art in the deepest way.
Art has called to me for the longest time and this year… the year of 39…. I truly saw what you could be. And I understood why my heart has been calling to you for so long.
This is the year I got to know myself so much more. And I fell in love with who I am.
All the things that make me uncool are the things I love the most. They make me who I am. And I no longer hide those quirky little bits.
I feel like something great is coming as I turn 40.
And I feel like 39 was the beautiful bridge I got to cross to get there.
So many moments of clarity. Gentle lessons learned. The divine bliss of art classes.
For a long time, I was nervous about what 40 was going to bring. I started having my ‘mid life major re-assessment’ 2 years ago, knowing 40 was looming and the expectations I’d had for my 30’s.
But as the day arrives, I’m surprisingly peace with it. I feel like I’m coming into my time.