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Reflections @ 25

Eeeeeek I turned 25 this month! This past year feels like it has been the quickest of my life so far. To be honest I thought that I would feel more of a way on my birthday than I actually did when the day arrived, but I felt good. I keep saying that I need to be writing more and more but in reality its so much more time consuming than I give it credit – but here I am sharing my thoughts about this past year and hitting my mid-twenties (that really sounds horriddddd).

I think I am a 3 year Plan sort of person – or maybe like 60% plan and 40% wing it. There was definitely things that I wanted to accomplish before 25, i.e. moving forward in my career, focusing on saving and I wanted to travel a lot. I have worked and worked, but have also had some amazing trips and experiences in the last few years and I wouldn’t trade those memories in for anything.

I think I have learnt a lot about my work ethic and the fact that you really do have to put your heart and soul into whatever you want to achieve, whatever stage you might be at. I love my job, and although it’s not particularly rewarding to society (My sister is a neo-natal nurse which is pretty hard to match….) it is something I find really fulfilling and I love progressing and evolving and working towards the next level. Nothing ever comes easy and this year I am feeling more than ever the want and need to do and be more. It’s also hard as hell, like I don’t want to give the impression that I find it easy because I don’t. I am tired always and sleep is my best friend and I comfort eat a lot, but I think when you are really into something you endure all the side effects, good and bad.

Also it has hit me that at 25 I live my life mostly selfishly, like pretty much I live just for myself. Obviously it goes without saying how important family and friends are to me, but because I have no serious responsibilities I can travel when and where I like etc etc. I do think it’s healthy to be able to spend a lot of time doing your own thing, the only scary thing is how addictive it can get. And I don’t want to become numb to the need for sharing stuff and getting used to doing things alone, and really that worries me a bit. But I always remind myself that God knows best and I am exactly where I need to be for this year of being 25.

I also realise I have a massive amount to be thankful for, I really live a blessed life amd am looking forward to the year ahead.