This is 40

In the weeks leading up to my birthday, Cammila had asked me a few times if there was anything I wanted to do or any particular place I wanted to go. I never had a good answer. I felt like I should have had some grand concept of how to ring in my 40th year, like cliff diving or running a marathon or visiting Stone Henge or at least going to my favorite Indian restaurant. I waited for inspiration to strike and I have to say that it did: nothing resonated with me as much as just being at home with the people I love. Which isn't to say that I didn't think it was important to somehow mark the occasion. If there's one thing I've learned in the past four...