What I Want for my Fortieth Birthday

My husband is the best.  My fortieth birthday is a little over three months away - and last night he asked me what I wanted for my birthday.

I've spent a few days chewing on it - and I can't think of anything.  We were thinking about a trip to New Orleans - but have decided to funnel our extra money into new windows and doors at the house.  I'm admittedly a little disappointed - but it will happen someday.  We went on our big trip to the Netherlands last year, and we've got plans to rent a cottage in a neighboring state in the summer.  I can't complain.  I'd be just as happy if he told me that the windows and doors were my present.

I think I'm at the point now where I'm just content.  I have all the material things that I need.  If there's something I don't have, I have the money to buy it.  There are things that would make my life easier - like working part-time instead of full-time.  Or a maid.  

The thing I want most is time to make more memories with my family.  Spend time out with my kids.  A little alone time here and there with my husband.  

I've taken responsibility for my own happiness.  For me, happiness doesn't depend on gifts or material things.

It depends on me.

Image Credit:  (Edited) “Mountain In Thailand” by 9comeback / freedigitalphotos.net

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