40.

Happy Birthday to me! :D. I love birthdays, particularly mine, hahaha. I am not really sure where it comes from, but I have always loved celebrating them. It's such a nice moment, to celebrate your own birth and your life since then. I always give myself presents on my birthdays, be it in the form of massages, trips, dinners, cards, silly little gifts or treats, or time to myself. I love giving as much as I love receiving, and during my birthday, I get to do both at the same time :).

I turned 40 this year and I feel...myself. That's it, that's the most important, to feel like myself. I never cared about my age as a number (which is probably why I am still shamelessly celebrating it like a 12-year-old) because I had better things to do than worry about a number. I also never 'felt' like my age, whatever that means. I am definitely a youthful spirit with a lot of self-love (even if I don't always feel like that); I think I never felt my age because I was too busy feeling myself! :D Here's to the wicked forties!

I also decided this year that I will be celebrating my birthday and myself every day of the year now. Most people do big birthday bashes for the 40th. My birthday day and weekend weren't a massive bash, but I am giving myself time. I'll give myself a big bash at some other time in 2018, that's my big birthday present to me: a timeless birthday :) Loving the 40s already...

#40 #birthdaylove #selflove