The oldest of my three children turned 40 years old today. When I wasn’t looking, time played a trick on me. In a mere blink of the eye, the sweet baby I once held in my arms now has three children of her own. Time passed! How did that happen? It is a known fact: If we are alive, we grow older. Some of us even grow wiser, but that’s not a given. Our outer shell will continue to manifest physical changes, marked by that yearly given number. In reaching the beginning of her fifth decade, my daughter shared with me a bit of her growing wisdom. She now recognizes…