Day 29 of the photo a day series
the unbirthday selfie
I’m a couple days past my 6 month ‘Half-Birthday’ celebration. Usually the middle of the year goes by completely unnoticed…but this year.
Well, technically, next year. I’ll be 40 in May, which feels like a significant number for the first time in my life.
I’ve had friends devastated at turning 25. (One friend called it her “quarter life crisis.” I didn’t have the heart to tell her that was wishful thinking.)
My brother was a wreck at 30. I knew better than to mess with him over his Big 4–0.
As for me, I’ve never really cared. It’s more of a passing observation. I’ve had zero problems with telling my age, ever. As a kid I’d make the statement “you’re not old until you’re 84!” (I’m uncertain why this number was significant, and my apologies to those young at heart, spry 84-year-olds!)
I’ll admit that these days I am a bit perturbed to look in the mirror and see this woman gazing back who looks older than she should. I mean, has anyone else woken up one day to realize that your normally sweet and kind blanket has suddenly left creases on your face that don’t go away for hours?
More importantly — is it too late to join Peter Pan?
I plan to make my actual Birthday significant, and yes, I mean in the way of I’d better do something regrettable that day. Or…shoot, make a month out of it. I’ve got to preserve my youth somehow. If I end up in jail on my fortieth, all I’m saying is that I hope there’s not an unfortunate tattoo somewhere.
Anyway. I have six whole months to think about it. For now, this is me on a very mild day in NC, which also happens to be the first of December.
Ok Alto. Selfie — check! Whew. One day left.
