Birthday surprise

So, today I woke up and I was forty.

I kind of imagined (like, years ago, when I was, say, thirty) I’d have had a couple of kids by the morning I woke up and was forty, and that they would be clambering all over my bed wanting to help me unwrap presents and so forth.

However.  Life is full of little surprises, isn’t it?

I probably never, though, in my wildest dreams imagined that I’d have such a beautiful home, live in a fantastic community and environment, be getting to live out any creative idea that popped into my head, be surrounded and supported by such an enormous amount of special people all over the world and be married to the most sweet, loving, kind and thoughtful man in the Universe.  Who this morning presented me with a pair of diamond earrings.

O.M.G.

So if it’s a choice between childless and forty WITH diamond earrings, or childless and forty WITHOUT diamond earrings, I’ll take the earrings thankyouverymuch.