I think I was going through a state of depression when I turned thirty.  At 29 I broke off my engagement of one year of a boyfriend I had been dating for four and found myself a single mother of a newborn baby.  All I kept thinking was, “I am not 20 anything anymore and on top of it all, I am someone’s mother!”  This was never the life I had dreamed of myself on my 30th birthday, which occurred 2 months after my son was born. After many nights of crying and consistently having wine on hand for emergencies, I decided to get up and get on with my life.  By all means, this little life now depends on me and to quote Whitney Houston from Waiting to Exhale, “I still look good!”

40 however, was quite a different experience for me.  Other than being amazed at how fast those ten years went by, I felt pretty good about me.  I found this sort of off because my life was not all wine and roses at 40 either. In fact, it was quite the opposite.  I had been a victim of the economic recession losing a career that I had for about 13 years.   I found myself trying to find myself for years after that.  After having several commission paying jobs, I decided to go back to school and start my own business.  It sounded like a good idea at the time and I do not doubt my decision to do this all at once.  On my 40th birthday however, school was becoming overwhelming and my business was not really at the point where I wanted it to be.  Still also being a single mother, life was feeling a little overwhelming. Surprisingly though, that number of 40 did not bother me at all.  Instead of feeling depressed like I had felt 10 years before, I felt blessed to be turning 40.  Many people I knew, just like I am sure you have experienced, did not live to see their 40^th birthday.  So despite all of the challenges, I quietly celebrated with family…happily.

So if I felt good at 40 vs. 30 despite all of the challenges and the addition of 10 years, what in the world is this blog all about?  Well, I realized that things just start to change at the age of 40.  Everything from my body to the way I look at relationships changed.  If this is happening to me, surely there are others that feel this way.  Yes I still feel fabulous at the age of 40 but there is a need to start to look at love and life in a different way.  This blog is an attempt to tell those stories and those of others that are 40 and over.  I will give you my stories and I hope you will share yours.  Eventually this will grow into your source for advice, news and stories specifically for our older age group.

For now, sit back and enjoy my life.  Thanks for visiting!