20 July 2017

Twenty Eight

The other day, a group of school children called out "ask that woman!" - and as I scanned the proximity for a female adult, I realised (with horror) they were referring to me. Now I feel like I've aged quite gracefully, I still smile smugly when asked every time for I.D, so I'm not sure why it's such a surprise that I am now, days after my 28th birthday, being identified as an adult.

I think I have always compared myself to my Mum, at 28 she was married with two children and a house to call her own. So in comparison, I'm very young for my age. But that's not to say that either is right or wrong.

I've had to overcome a lot of hardships, especially in the last 12 months. I don't think 27 was the finest of years, but it's an age I will look back at (not so fondly) but be greatly proud of myself. 

It has been shit, to be honest. I had my heart broken and I was terrified to start a new life in a new city with new people. But I did it! It took bloody ages to get back to a good place, but I moved into my new flat with my now 2 best friends, and I've started a new job which excites me to a tremendous degree!

I got to celebrate my birthday with my friends in my new home and it was brilliant! We ordered pizza and played our guitars on the balcony, surrounded by fairy lights and candles.

I spent my birthday afternoon in Chester with my Mum, it was wonderful. We had coffee and chatted about what we'd both been up to, went shopping (haul coming soon), and had a delicious lunch at The Botanist - one of my favourite restaurants which I don't get to visit very often anymore.

When I got home, my family had decorated my Grandparent's garden into my very own mini Glastonbury! There were streamers, bunting, pop up tents, camping chairs, tea and hob nobs, and my favourite music. The food was also Glastonbury themed - featuring some of my favourites: Pizza, Mac & Cheese, BBQ, Ice Cream, and of course, birthday cake!

I haven't been allowed to blow out my own candles in 7 years

I had a truly wonderful weekend, and it made me realise that the only thing that matters are the people around you that make you happy and loved.

And, if like me, you find yourself in a bit of a late-twenties emotional crises, I shall share 3 pieces of advice:

1. Enjoy yourself, laugh, have fun, smile, make new friends! Because life is too short to waste it being sad, and you'll look back and regret spending time on things that won't matter in a year.
2. Always be kind to others, even if others are bastards to you.
3. Time heals everything.