Why 40 was my favourite year yet...

And other 2023 reflections

Not too long ago I was asked by a much-younger co-worker which was my favourite year. I didn’t hesitate when I told her it was 40.

I’m the first to admit that 40 doesn’t roll off the tongue quite the same way as 30 did. There’s gravitas to saying you’re 40. It sounds like a big deal. It sounds kinda OLD.

But for me 40 wasn’t about holding onto the weigh…