Four Decades, One Heart, and a Lot of Love
Sara, Fucking 40 The Eternal Girl Meets a New Number Over the past few days, my phone hasn’t stopped ringing. Friends checking my pulse, sending hugs, gently asking how I’m feeling. Because yes on the 30th of the month, I’m changing a digit. And let’s say it gently: many people call it the 40-year-old crisis. So first of all how lucky am I. What a privilege it is to have friends, sisters, family, preparing me and themselves for the unknown. Sara. Fucking. 40. I have this thing where I call myself the eternal girl. And suddenly this number… doesn’t quite fit the definition. December, too, has always been tricky for me. A month of summaries. Of reflection. Of honest questions: What has changed? Where did I arrive? Did I get to where I thought I would or did I simply survive what I was sure I wouldn’t? The truth? This year was full of thoughts. From January 2025 until now my mind worked, my heart explored, my soul asked. And then December arrived....