
So, tomorrow I'll be 41, if you were talking to my mother she would say "not until after 6 p.m." Age doesn't really bother me. Probably because being the youngest in my family, I'll always be the last to reach the age at hand. This year I've thought about the "age" more. Last year when I turned 40, I hardly even noticed the day, of course, it helped being on our first cruise at the time. Maybe I've thought about it more because going past 40 indicates the later part of life. This is also the age range I remember most of my parents and I can't believe I'm there. To date, I have lived a great life. Although I married later in life, I know that is how God wanted it because I was content in my single hood when he brought into my life the most incredible man (younger than me by 4 years). People are still amazed when I tell them our story and how it was our fathers who introduced us...mouths drop at that little tidbit. We had almost 6 wonderful years together filled with lots of great times (ah... Vermont and the Maple Leaf Inn) before Emily entered our lives. My kids are another incredible blessing that this life has produced. When I look at Emily, I see myself. She is a little version of me - have you seen the pictures! I love how creative and funny she is and how hard she tries to accomplish things - she even scribble writes on notepads and pictures, just like her mom! Emily is so kind hearted. It is Emily who out of the blue will take me by surprise and say "mom you're beautiful" just when I need to hear it. We had 3 wonderful years with her when Matt decided to join our little family. Matt was a handful from the beginning - low fluid and breech. He is all boy and way too cute for his own good - you've seen those pictures too right! He loves to take things apart and tinker with things he shouldn't. Matt is very passionate, he goes all the way, love it or hate it. His main loves are fire trucks, trains, police cars and tow trucks (notice a flashing light theme here). Matt is sociable and loves to talk to everyone and anyone he meets - like Papa Joe. With all the good that has happened, how can I not look at 41 as anything but filled with great things to come. God placed me here for a purpose. There are many days I feel that I have let Him down but when I reflect on my life and children I can't help but think I have honored Him in some way. What the year holds, God know. What would I like it to hold: health and fitness for me, Dave and the kids (have I mentioned I love kickboxing), getting caught up on my scrapbooking, visiting with family and most of all bringing honor to my God. I guess all I can say at this point is "Happy Birthday to me! Bring on 41!" The picture is one Emily drew of me jumping rope at my kickboxing class....being the official family photographer you tend not to have many pictures of yourself. I love this one Emily did!













































