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And apologies for the long hiatus. Thank you specially to Elmarie, Jennifer and Jessica who left such lovely comments via the contact form. Viva the single life! I have friends, but I no longer seem to have a best friend. She never calls me to suggest a get-together. I miss her so much. She could always make me laugh until I wheezed. And she was always the person I could tell anything to. How I wish that when I wake up in the middle of the night, and scary out-of-proportion thoughts flood my head, and my breath gets shallow and fast, and my heart thuds in my chest, that I had someone I could snuggle up to.
And tell me to go back to sleep and it will all seem less awful in the morning. Is it how I look? Should I lose weight? Do I walk funny? Do I smell bad?!! How is it that everyone else knows what to do to find The One? Having to cope with the ageing and eventual loss of my wonderful parents without support.
My Big Birthday is looming. And let me tell you, I am not thrilled about it. How did I get so OLD? How did that happen? Where did they go? I confess, I have been: Completely. Would I be feeling happier about turning 40 if I was married with kids? Yes… that gives me a lot of peace and acceptance about my life so far. I see this all. The funny thing is that other than my very charismastic Christian contacts, most people counting their blessings are not religious at all — some even verging on atheism. So I wonder, who exactly do they think is blessing them?
I am genuinely curious about this… would love to hear from anyone who this applies to. Probably next year, maybe on the last Saturday in April, if my crystal ball is accurate. Related to:. Jeeeeeeepers… this one drives me crazy. And asking this of a single person is even worse… I mean, are we just supposed to go out and get ourselves knocked up, to become single mothers? This kind of question is like a knife through their hearts.
How could you not want little snot-nosed, screaming darlings? If you have any snappy answers for these questions, please share them in the comments. I could do with some good comebacks. What was most interesting to me was how different out work lives look now from when we first met. All of us — every one — have evolved what we do, and three out of the four are now moving into almost entirely different spaces.
One of my friends is further down this path than the rest of us, and described quite beautifully how it is a process, not an event. That changing direction takes time, almost like a large ocean liner. She encouraged us to embrace it and go with it — not fight or rush it. And this new phase is less of a career and more of a passion.
If men go out and buy sports cars or motorbikes, and trade their partners in for younger, blonder models, what do we women do to demonstrate our midlife crises. I did get my first tattoo at 39… does that count? I am very, very aware that my 30s are nearly over. What have I achieved? More secure in what and who I am? Exciting stuff, worthy stuff. A list to make my 40th year a fun and exhilarating one. Well, 6 months later, I can tick off very few of those things. Which makes me feel like a bit of a failure really.
Is 40 such a big deal? Is it really the new 30? Women certainly look a lot younger at 40 these days that they did a generation or two ago. How much more time do I have left? What do I want to do, achieve, give, find, explore and accomplish in the second half of my life? What happened to my life? One of my best friends just had a beautiful baby girl, and two others announced their pregnancies in the last week.
I on the other hand am keeping my legs firmly crossed! Because as excited and happy as I am for these friends, and as beautiful as the baby girl is, I still have NO interest in having children of my own. Not even a twinge. It is an emotional, joyous occasion. Then I checked myself: Do I have any pangs that I wish it was me? Do I have even a hint of curiosity, wondering what it might be like if it was mine? Searching… searching… no. Zip, zero, nada. I am definitely missing a biological clock and you know what?
I am totally OK with that. But perhaps even more I love giving them back to their parents and going home to my quiet, tidy, stress-free home. I just grit my teeth and smile. People are stumped by this. Seriously — how hard can it be? Have they not heard that Ms is a title? All I want is — like men — to be addressed in a way that does not disclose my marital status.
Is that too much to ask? I turned There, I admitted it. Yes, I love being single. But no, I do not want to be single for the rest of my life. If you are not religious, do you say this and if so, who do you think is blessing you? How on earth are you supposed to answer these questions? As in em-ess. Create a free website or blog at WordPress. Loading Comments Required Name Required Website.Single thirty something
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