Forty is a special age.It’s the quintessential age of mid-life.

Your 40th birthday is a watershed moment, and for good reason: you are not young, and you are not yet old. In the span of a normal human life, it’s sort of a halfway point.

They don’t call it “middle-aged” for nothing.

When I was a kid forty seemed a lifetime away. Yet here I am today, turning 40 years old. I am so glad to be here. Life has never been more dense with feeling, more full of light and hope.

Forty is the age of great wisdom, while  I did not expect the “wisdom” knob to turn on today as I woke up to 40, I guess it’s something that I can aspire to as my youth fades.

Mystics believe forty symbolizes the ascent from one level to a higher one and a spiritual awakening.

When we mourn, we mourn for forty days.
The Flood of Noah lasted forty days, and while the waters destroyed life, they also washed all impurity away and enabled human beings to make a new, fresh start.
In Islamic mysticism there are forty degrees between man and God.
Jesus (pbuh) went into the wilderness for forty days and nights. Muhammad (pbuh) was forty years old when he received the call to become a prophet. Buddha meditated under a linden tree for forty days.

Forty is realising in a deep profound way that these really are the days of miracle and wonder. It is knowing this season in life is finite just like everything else in life.

Forty is solemn about what is coming and grateful for what is.


Forty is being glad that my children still want goodnight hugs and bedtime stories. And on the nights they ask to sleep in my bed it’s always saying yes, simply because this may be the last time they ask that.

Forty is thinking parenting just keeps getting better, but also knowing that one day — sooner than I would like — this will come to an end.

Forty is FAMILY. My children. My parents.My siblings. Always there, through thick and thin. These are the beautiful souls who accept me with all my imperfections.


Forty is watching the decline of some in the generation ahead of me and the blossoming of those in the generation behind me.

Forty is being resilient and knowing no matter how many times I fall, I will rise up stronger.

Forty is friendship, and knowing how essential the few women who are truly walking through life by my side are. It is about taking time to nourish those friendships, to ask questions, to listen, to simply enjoy the company.

Forty is gratitude in all things. In every breath. In every sunrise.

Forty is beautiful with all its imperfections.

Forty is receiving a new lease on life! I have reached a most auspicious number. A reminder to keep being the most authentic version of myself and giving life all I have.

May the Almighty bless me and my family to see many more milestones in my life and in theirs. Ameen.

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