This is Forty

I turned 40 yesterday, so I guess that's a significant enough milestone to deserve a blog post. For a long time, I thought about starting a new blog. I'm never going to be the Yankee on Confederate Ridge Road, so it felt silly to keep writing the story of a person who would never exist. And yet, the person who started this blog somehow turned into me, so it seems equally silly to pretend that I'm suddenly someone new.

I'm married now, and a stepmother. I only have three cats, but we've added a dog. Same house, same job, same trusty Toyota Corolla. Some things don't change, but some things do. Time has added amazing things to my life, but has taken away people I dearly love. I have my days when I feel every bit of 40 -- and then some -- but then I get carded, or mistaken for a high school student, and I feel a little bit more spry.

So this is 40 (plus one day), and this is me. Bring it on, world.