When you read this, it will be my 25th birthday. I have been alive for a quarter of a century…and that is a really scary thing to write. Don’t get me wrong, I am very happy about this fact (a few hundred years ago I’d be considered an old fogey by now) but it’s still a pretty big realisation. I still feel like I’m 18, and many people say I look it too, probably because my hair is almost exactly the same as it was then. I’ll definitely take that one!
I’m under no illusions that I’m particularly wise yet – I think that comes with age, and 25 isn’t exactly old. But my head is screwed on and I think I’ve learnt a fair bit in my quarter century, some of which I’d like to share with you today…
It’s Totally OK To Be A Work In Progress
I’ve said this, or things along these lines, a fair few times now on social media, my blog and YouTube channel. NO ONE HAS IT ALL FIGURED OUT 100% OF THE TIME. That’s part of the beauty of life – you move through it, make mistakes, learn, evolve and adapt. Celebrate the little things along the way but don’t worry about your progress and forget to actually enjoy the ride. I’m happy in the fact that I am working my butt off to get to where I want to go, and can look back at the things I’ve achieved and feel proud. BUT I keep on working, changing, growing. It’s all OK.
I Have A Few Little Wrinkles, And That’s Fine
They’re pretty small, and they’re all where my face creases when I laugh. I laugh a lot, so I think that means I’m winning.
It’s Obvious Who My Best Friends Are
And I can count them on my fingers, perhaps even one hand. I actually kind of love that fact – I don’t need a million ‘close friends’. The ones I have are incredible, and that’s plenty good enough for me. A few of them I’ve known since I was at school, a couple I’ve met as recently as this year. I am thrilled and lucky to have some fabulous people in my life who I don’t have to be joined at the hip with to be friends with them too, and we all seem cool about that arrangement. I also feel that I’m wise enough to realise that my person, my one, is also my very best friend. And he does a damn good job of that role.
Family Is Life
My sister is my soulmate, my parents are my rocks, my grandparents are my inspiration and my husband-to-be is my joy. Cherish your family every day and don’t be mean to them. Unless it’s the basis of your mutual humour and banter in which case, do it all the more with a full and happy heart.
No really, Mary Schmich and Baz Luhrmann were right. Do it, always.
Love What You Love, And Don’t Apologise
I’m 25 years old and still love Harry Potter, Avril Lavigne, Disney movies, pick and mix and building blanket forts when life gets a bit too much. I’m fine with all of the above. I will be a big kid forever, at least I hope so. Similarly, don’t worry about the things you just don’t love – I’d rather eat a Twix than fancy chocolates, wear H&M over Zara, watch Game of Thrones instead of the Kardashians and follow comedians on social media more than reality stars (excluding the Real Housewives…I bloody love them). All of these things are fine, they’re just not for me. I feel like I’m ‘big and stupid’ enough to make my own lifestyle choices rather than following the crowd (not that any of the things I listed above are niche, but you get my point), but similarly, if that’s what you’re into don’t be afraid to make it known. Each to their own!
So, there are just a few thoughts on the day of my 25th birthday! Thanks for reading and sticking with my blog through the years, or even visiting today for the first time. It means a lot!