39 and Holding

When I was younger my Mom use to have a key chain that read 39 and Holding; back then I thought 39 was so old, not so much now as I enter my last hour of 39 it doesn't seem old enough. There are so many things I still have not done. Goals I have yet to meet and places I need to see. Dreams that still only surface at night because I have yet to bring them to reality. 39 is still so young when you have a to do list longer than your arm. At 19 it seemed that I was just beginning to live, not as much as I feel ALIVE at 39 waiting for the clock to strike 12...I am so looking forward to 40. People scream it is the new 20 or 30, for me it is Fabulous 40!!! There is nothing I regret from those younger years nor anything I would dare repeat. They were the stepping stone to help me stretch and grow. I listened to a man say he didn't buy his first horse until 40 and won five polo matches by 50. He also created the blooming onion at Outback and is part owner. His message, never give up and don't ever believe that it is too late!!! I can't hold onto 39 because then I would stop living and miss all that 40 has in store!!! FORTY FABULOUS and FREE...well almost it isn't midnight yet!!! :-)