Saying goodbye to 41
I am saying goodbye to being 41. It's not a sad day, it's one that I am celebrating. Why not? It's been a big year and full of surprises. I have learned more than I expected. My true friends have come out in spades and ensured that they have been there for me for both the good times and a few of the bad times.
I'm a little more clever... and I say that with tongue in cheek. It's a bit harder to pull the wool over my eyes these days and I quietly smile when people try to.
Today I head to Sydney. I am hanging out with one of my closest friends Sami Lukis. She is really an inspirational girl that deserves a lot of kudos. She is one of those amazing friends who is always there for you. Always. I mean, if you are having a bad day, she is the first person to make sure she does whatever it takes to pick your spirits up. I am grateful to have a friend like that. We are kindred spirits on so many things: dogs, travel, wardrobe. Not too many women can accidentally bump into one of their close friends at an airport, dressed identical, and just sit there and laugh. Actually, not quite sit their and laugh, but grab a glass of french and celebrate how we both have good taste.
My family is special. They are different in a good way. European families are often different and while I have spent a lifetime removing myself from being seen as European, the past few years I have embraced it and spent more time wiht my family than ever before. I love them. I love some of their broken English or lack of English. I love their cooking, but not so much the bad Croatian wine. It gives me history and something to share.
Work is defining me less and less. It use to, don't get me wrong. My whole identity was caught up in this "business woman". Now, it's caught up in this transient woman that makes all of her own choices and is proud to be different.
We make our own beds, and then we have to lie in it. Today, I am so happy in the bed that I left unmade this morning because I was rushing out the door late for my meeting. That bed will be fine. I will be more than fine. In fact, today is going to be brilliant. I am being picked up from the airport by my dear friend, and I hope she doesn't mind that I want to pop past the bottleshop and grab a good bottle of french champagne and celebrate my last day as 41.
It's got to be done and tomorrow I will feel even better as a 42 year old with a lot going on and a whole lot of love to give the world around me.
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Christina Nguyen
30 Aug 201542 and full of life! It's incredible to hear that someone who lives such an incredible life still value the little things. I agree that friendship and family is so important and work and business should be secondary, although it is unfortunately not always most of the time. It was strange to hear that someone so successful isn't dictated by her work. It comes to show that life is all about balance and you can still achieve your dreams without sacrificing too much time with the ones you love!
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