Forty and .......crud, I forgot....

Tonight on the eve of my 40th birthday I am forced to examine where I have been and what I have become.
My first decade I lived carefree and fun thinking that I could do or be anything I could imagine.
My second decade was mostly spent trying to get through the days without embarrassing myself at school and thinking that I would live forever and conquer the world.
Most of my third decade was spent being a wife and praying and begging God for a baby of our own wanting more than anything to just be a mom.
My fourth decade God answered my prayer, (in his own time)and blessed us with two great children whom I am convinced can do and be anything in the world that they can imagine.
Now as I am entering my fifth decade I find that many things have changed.
I find myself less concerned about how others see me and more how my family sees me.
I find that style is uncomfortable and over-rated and instead opt for comfort and wrinkle free.
I find that having a handful of "real" friends easily outweighs the idea of having a collection of "sometime" friends.
I now know the importance of spending my life married to a man who still makes me laugh, still makes my heart skip a beat, and knows all of my faults and loves me anyways.
And I find that I contemplate more what I can do in my lifetime to make a difference while I am here.
Most importantly I find that I now try to make decisions that I think will make God happy instead of all of those years when I prayed that God would make me happy.