Tomorrow I turn 29.
For the first time ever, I haven’t been at all excited about my birthday. Perhaps it’s got something to do with it being the last year of my twenties but instead of a having a pity party for one, I decided to put a positive spin on it in this blog post.
I remember when I was a lot younger I used to think turning thirty was so far into the future. Fast forward to the year 2020 and here it is. Staring at me right in the face and waving at me from behind number 29. My teenage self would be saying ‘Hang on – by the time I hit thirty I wanted to have babies, be married, have a house, have a really good job and still look pretty good for being thirty’. Does life every work out the way you hoped and wished for it to? No. It is even better.
Don’t get me wrong – there is an element of truth in the above and yes of course I think about all of those things and how disappointed that not all of my boxes have been ticked yet. But then I think about all of the boxes that I never even thought of for myself ten years ago. Overcoming some of the hardest times to make me who I am now, getting to know myself, being confident in the type of woman I am etc. etc.
So whilst I sip on a G&T with my lovely other half cooking me a birthday dinner, for those of you who might start to be feeling that little bit older, that little bit more out of your comfort zone – just remember when you wanted what you currently have. Those things that haven’t quite made the cut yet just need a little more time.