Today is my 40th birthday. Whoa. I remember my Dad's 40th birthday bash, and my mom's, and I can't believe that now it is my turn.

I spoke with my mom this morning, and wow, did I win the womb lottery there. She is the best. She probably didn't expect to hear me cry, but she did, because as much as I would like to celebrate another decade, year, and day living on this gorgeous planet, my mini-universe is unsteady right now, and I am grasping for straws at finding my place within it, and anywhere beyond it.

Miraculously, I was born an Optimist. I know there is a reason why this past year has been challenging in so many ways, (both in my "athletic" and "real" life), and I am grateful for the life I get to live, (I am aware that my worst day is a million times better than most), but sheesh, I feel like I can't catch a break.

I am looking forward to what's next. What will tomorrow bring? Or, even 3PM this afternoon?

True, my fortieth year was not my shiniest, but it was still filled with laughter, sweat, success, failure, love, pride, anguish, and excitement, in essence, life.

I'd rather have all of it, than none of it.

Let's GO!

The song and video choice this week is the tune that topped the Billboard charts 40 years this week, "My Sharona" from The Knack.