40 (like 30 and 20) is a nice round number. The start and end of another decade. If you had your first job when you were 15 (which I did), then 40 is the halfway mark in a life of work, if you plan to retire at 65 (which I don't). My wife's grandfather is almost 90 and he commented to me a couple of weeks ago, that he moved into his home 50 years go... at 40!
There, that's my inspiration - Richard "Dick" Parsons. If I shoot for 90, I have 50 great years ahead. Then again, if I shoot for Heaven, then a much longer-lasting legacy will I have. I promised myself not to think about it too much, because it is No Big Deal, but deciding to blog about it shot that intention to pieces.
The bottom-line is no matter how I thought life might be at this point, I am a much-blessed man far beyond what I deserve. I have a great wife and a marriage that is truly alive. I have 3 healthy and growing boys and house that (at times) is almost too alive. ;-) I have my health, good shelter and a good job. Most of all, I have my relationship with a loving God, who through all my rebellion and big-boy tantrums, will never ever give up on me.
Here's to turning 40, everybody!
I love you!