The countdown has begun and this is officially the last week of my twenties! Whilst I don’t appreciate the things that come with getting older like wrinkles, body hair, chores, bills and clearing up after myself, I do appreciate how much I have grown in the last ten years. I am not talking inches (that is for another day) I mean ‘as a person’. Deep. #so30
Turning 30 is a huge milestone for me, I didn’t think it was – as all my pals made the jump so seamlessly, but with just a week to go I have become terribly reflective and nostalgic for my roaring twenties. I have no idea why, because I made a lot of mistakes, I met the wrong people, I found the right people, I laughed, I cried, I lost, I won, I got married, I started my own business, I started my blog, I moved across the world, I travelled the world, I had a baby and now I am right back in Brighton. Where it all started. Life is funny.
It is hard to dismiss my twenties even though there are definite moments I would like to forget. My last decade shaped me and the woman I am today which sounds terribly cliche, but without all the mistakes, adventures and chance meetings that I encountered I would not be…ME. I am not perfect in any way…far from it…I swear too much, Im stubborn, opinionated, unapologetic and selfish with my time, but I am working on it and aren’t we all just ‘works in progress’?
I am putting a lot onto my 30s…I am hoping to find peace with my decisions and trust my instincts a little more, I am hoping to love and laugh even harder and to start looking like Jennifer Lopez at 40. A lot of pressure, but I think my thirties can take it! Best of all I am looking forward…not dwelling on the past and thinking of what could have been, but making the next decade count and if possible…be even better than my twenties.
Adios 20′s, my best is yet to come and won’t that be fine?