At the tail end of 2014 something happened to me. I turned 40. That's right, the big 4 0. It just seems so, I don't know, middle aged. How is one supposed to feel when they reach such a milestone? Proud? Anxious? Mournful? Accomplished? I've been trying all those emotions and none of them seem to fit.
My sister-in-law Diana offered to take me to breakfast for my birthday. I love going out for breakfast! I told John when I got home I wanted to crawl into bed with my book and read the day away. When she was driving me home she pulled over in front of a spa and told me to get out. What?! She gave me a card from my man that said I was getting a day at the spa. No way! I've never been to a spa!
They pampered me. They pampered me well!
It began with an hour hot stone massage followed by a
plant peel facial
lunch with roses from John and my kids
herbal conditioning treatment for my hair
hair cut and style
So luxurious! It was simply divine. I felt so spoiled. I felt like I was ready to take on 40! John said he wished he had taken my picture afterwards because I looked so happy. Probably because I was!