Blessed Sunday

So I turned 40 today. 40 is a lot of years. 40 years worth of love and laughter and memories combined with some trials and mistakes to make me who I am today. 40 years spent loving and being loved by parents who chose to be a family for me. 40 years for my spirit to grow and learn and follow a path that leads upward and homeward. 40 years filled with people who have touched my heart and helped form my character. 40 years spent watching sunsets, chasing butterflies, and marveling at His creation. 40 years in which I have been a daughter, sister, granddaughter, niece, cousin, wife, mother, aunt, student, teacher, friend, and Christian. 40 years worth of reading books and watching movies and singing songs. 40 years to dream and write and search. 40 years of life lived full of all kinds of wonderfully good things. Yes, 40 is a lot of years. And I have looked forward to this day for a while. Because somehow, it feels like a new beginning. A good time to start living the life I'm meant to live. A good time to look at where I've been and where I'm going. A good time to start living every day with purpose. A good time to count the blessings I have and embrace the ones that come my way each day. So here's to the wonderful, amazing, crazy 40 years I've lived so far...and to the many still to come. I can only imagine what they have in store for me!