The end of a decade
Super quick post ‘cos I need to head to bed…
Tomorrow is a big day for me – the end of a decade…I finally hit the big 30. People have been winding me up about it for a while now and I’ve been dreading it. Can’t quite put my finger on why, maybe it’s because I’m used to saying I’m “twenty-something” which sounds young. Now I have to say “thirty-something”…that’s only one number away from “forty”.
But then I got thinking. I think the real reason is that I really loved my twenties. A lot has happened in my twenties (in no particular order):
- Got married
- Became a Father
- Realised my calling to youth work
- Went to uni (who would have thought that would happen!)
- Got a 2:1 (who really thought that would happen?!!)
- Moved to Buckingham
- Met so many amazing people and formed so many special and priviliged friendships
And so much more that I either can’t remember or don’t have the time to write down. I’ve loved being twenty. Maybe I need to stop dreading leaving it and instead look to what my thirties will/may bring and embrace that excitment….
Roll on tomorrow!