I love the film “When Harry Met Sally”. It’s one of my all-time favourites. There are many classic scenes, including *that* restaurant scene. I haven’t watched it for a number of years now, but it’s been in my mind a lot recently. And all because of one particular scene. No, not the restaurant one, a different one.
You see, I’m approaching a significant birthday. A very significant birthday. One that had a profound effect on Meg Ryan’s character, Sally. Can you remember what I’m talking about? Hopefully this clip will make everything clear:
Yes, I’m going to be forty. Not in 8 years, but in a matter of a few days. Next week. I’ve been thinking about this. Quite a lot. Certainly since the geekdaddy turned forty (which was over a year ago, and don’t I love reminding him of that!!). I’ve come to the conclusion that there are two kinds of people in this world. Those that approach their fortieth birthday with fear and trepidation, and those that go in with a “life begins at 40” attitude.
I’m definitely in the latter category. I still feel about the same age as I did when I started University, although perhaps a little more worldy-wise. I still have my health and my sense of humour. I have a wonderful family, and I’m surrounded locally by my amazing extended family. I have some strong, firm friendships that have survived many, many years, and I continue to meet and make friends with new people. I am continuing to learn new things, and I have strong dreams and ambitions of what I want to achieve in my life.
Life begins at forty eh? BRING IT ON!!