What is the difference between a 40-year-old and a 46-year-old woman?

The difference between a 40-year-old woman and a 46-year-old can be enormous. It’s like the difference between a newborn and a first-grader. And I never realized it before. I used to think there were just women over 40. That’s all. That says it all.

Only when I think back to myself six years ago, I’m amazed by this contrast. I’m not the same person I was in my 40s. And it’s not about the gray hair and wrinkles. The only thing that has remained unchanged is my weight. Everything else has changed. Even my eyelashes.

The difference is only 6 years…

At 40, I didn’t wear sneakers with dresses. And I simply didn’t wear dresses.

I never left the house without mascara on my eyelashes before. Now, hygienic lipstick is the fastest item of cosmetics I run out of.

Six years ago, I laughed at the term ‘midlife crisis.’ By 46, I’ve lived through it.

At 40, I was irritated by the children not doing their homework. At 46, I did it myself. My own. And not always did I get high marks for the subjects.

At 40, I considered depression a weakness. By 46, it has become a part of my story.

At 40, I didn’t watch TV series, and I preferred doing household chores to reading books. Now, it’s the other way around.

At 40, I controlled everything. By 46, I got rid of this harmful habit.

At 40, I worried about what people would say about me. Now, I prefer to speak for myself. More often — in admiration. And about others, I simply don’t speak.

At 40, I didn’t wear sneakers with dresses. In fact, I didn’t wear dresses at all. I never left the house without mascara on my lashes.

Now, tinted lip balm is the fastest-used item in my makeup bag. Six years ago, I laughed at the term ‘midlife crisis.’

By 46, I’d lived through it.

At 40, I’d get irritated over the kids not doing their homework.

At 46, I’d be doing it myself. My own. And not always getting high marks in every subject.

At 40, I considered depression a weakness.

By 46, it became part of my story.

At 40, I didn’t watch TV series; I preferred household chores over reading books. Now, it’s the other way around.

At 40, I controlled everything.

By 46, I got rid of that destructive habit.

At 40, I worried about what people would say about me.

Now, I prefer to speak for myself. More often — in admiration. And about others, I just don’t speak.

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