Today, my little sister turns 40 years old.
It seems impossible. I mean, she looked like this just the other day
My mother has a theory. For as long as I can remember, she's told us that women come into their own at 40.That this is the age where you stop being so worried about what other people think and rely on your own judgement. You get strong, you get opinionated - okay, in the case of the women in my family, more opinionated - and you figure out who you are and what you want in life. And then you go get it.
My mother is always right. Every woman I know has made a shift around the age of 40 and my darling sister is no different. Janne has always been the bestest to me. Although there's 10 years between us, we've always managed to bridge the gap and remain not just sisters, but friends, as well. Every day, I count myself lucky that she's my sister. And every day, she is more beautiful, more self-assured, smarter, stronger, and a woman to be reckoned with.
Happy 40th, Janne. Welcome to the magic age!