Well… that’s a scary thing to say, isn’t it? Although I wrote a post about why I didn’t particularly like my birthday back in July, here I am on my birthday writing a blog post! Oh yeah… it’s my birthday today. I’m 25. Officially a quarter of an entire century old. And quite frankly… I’m freaking the F out.
I’ve wrote a post on my birthday every year since starting blogging so it feels almost obligatory to continue on with the tradition. I don’t really know what this post is about, just general ramble really of my thoughts of being 25. 25 is an age I’ve always been dreading to hit. I’m not sure why because yeah, age is just a number at the end of the day and it’s still a very small number in relation to how many years we are on this planet for (assuming I don’t get hit by a bus tomorrow). But still… 25, the quarter of a century milestone seems scarier than 24, the almost a quarter of a century milestone.
At 25, I’m not where I want to be or expected to be at this age. I’ve never been one for expectations of the kind that you should be married by this age or should have a house by this age. I totally understand that life works at a different pace for every human on it. And I love that. I just wish more people would see it that way and not be surprised or even disappointed when they find out a 25 year old isn’t married, hasn’t got kids or wants kids anytime soon and still lives with their parents. So what? Times have changed and people are all different.
But personally, I’m not where I want to be. And it’s okay to say that and acknowledge it. Yes, I still live at home with my parents and I’m fine with that – I just wish I was in more of a position to be considering moving out in a few years. Of which I’m not. I love my job and I love being self employed but I wish my career path took a different turn when I had the opportunity to. I could look back and hope and dream all I want about things being different but at the end of the day, they’re not. This is my life.
I’ve been thinking a whole lot about life recently; probably due to the looming birthday coming up. I’ve learnt more so than ever that you really have to make the most of the small stuff, appreciate everything, look after yourself and put things into perspective. The little things matter and can be just as beautiful. Every day has a beautiful moment in it, if you just look for it. You are the most important person in your life and your body has taken great care of you; so make sure you take care of it. And there will always, always be someone worse off than you. There will always be situations which “could have been worse“. That doesn’t for one minute invalidate your actual experience but it does mean we can look at it with different eyes and realise how lucky we are.
On that note, I’m going to run a small giveaway because, well, just because! Unfortunately this is UK only as the last time I ran an international giveaway like this it was a whole lot of bother so really sorry about that. But for all you UK folk, here are the details!
Prize: a book of your choice worth up to £7 from The Book Depository.
How to enter: leave a comment on this post and tell me what your proudest achievement/s are at this time in your life! And also a means of contact should you win.
T&C’s: giveaway starts today (4th September) and ends in 1 week on 11th September. A winner will be chosen at random and contacted via Twitter or email.