I'll be 40 in a few days. This has, I am chagrined to admit, hit me in a surprising way. As it has approached, I consciously chose to be a person who embraced the coming of being a year older, and said, "bring on 50!" Life takes us by surprise often, and I think it's safe to say that with the advent of 40, I've hit a bit of a mid life crisis. It will come and go, and all will be well, but this will not be as easy a passage as my intellect would like it to be. My psyche and emotions tell another story, influenced by dashed dreams of companionship which remains unfulfilled at 40.
However, after an evening spent with my good friends Dave and Torey, preceded by spending a night with my brother Jim's family, and anticipating a family birthday party tomorrow, along with a night spent with my other brother's family, I'm reminded of a favorite quote of C. S. Lewis:
If you think of this world as a place intended simply for our happiness, you find it quite intolerable: think of it as a place of training and correction and it’s not so bad.
This weekend, this world has been far more than a place of training and correction--it's been a place of happiness, and for that I'm grateful.