Today, I am 40. The big 4-0. The first true milestone birthday of real adulthood. While 40 and I have only known each other briefly, here’s what I know about this much discussed age. It is…. An age with a reputation problem. An age that offers no apologies. An age that brings a suitcase of expectations when it comes to visit. An age that makes you realize when you were 16, you wrote the story all wrong. An age that dead bolts many doors shut, and opens up ones you’ve been trying to pry for years. An age that everyone […]