Finally I turned 40. I told everybody that I was going to be 40 this past November. I would go to work and announce the countdown every day. Then on the date of my actual birthday I was so proud and relieved. It happened without incident and I don't look 40. Whew! But no one to share it with except coworkers.
Interesting, when I was younger I dated older men and now I find myself unattracted to older men. Some younger men have what we call an old soul and some are just reckless children. I find it hypocritical of me to be attracted to younger men and not to someone my own age, but I don't think that we control who we are attracted to and who we are not attracted to. I honestly do not look for a specific age, but more for who that person is all around. Yes looks are included because I do not find myself attracted to beer bellies walking around on chicken legs. A person's smile combined with what is projected from their eyes starts the initial attraction.
I'm in no position to talk about looks, but time does what it does to my body as does genetics. So I go to the gym to fight it every step of the way. When I'm 60 I want to be like the older people at the gym working up a sweat and not like my mother who has trouble walking a block and back to the house without being in a lot of pain.
The aging process is going to take some punches from me so to speak.
....but I am a little concerned. I've read a few blogs and responses to those blogs. And my first reaction is WOW! It is definitely a testament to a part of your personality when you verbally attack others for just saying what they feel. And I thought I was mean and verbally aggressive. At least I keep it at work where it belongs. I hope no one talks to me like that.