28. Another year. I was recently talking to some friends about the things we wanted when we were younger and when we wanted them. I remember being 15 and thinking that in 10 years time (which at the time seemed OLD to me), I would be married, a successful journalist, and mother of two. I am now 28 and only one of those things has come true for me, and funny enough I can’t say I’m disappointed because for now I’m exactly where I need to be.
Sure, there are people out there who seem like they have it all figured out, a great career and the perfect family before they’re even 30, looks like they have it all, but the truth is we never know what lies behind closed doors. I do however know what is behind my door, and it may not be perfect but it’s perfect for me.
I have a husband. A gorgeous, sexy, incredibly smart husband who drives me insane, and I couldn’t love him more, he really knows how to push my buttons and sometimes I think he does it on purpose, like pissing me off is a little hobby. We tend to explode at each other every once in a while, when we argue there is so much passion in our arguments, we are as pig headed as the other but still respect one another’s thoughts even if we don’t agree with them. It is this passion that assures me that we have many more years of pushing each others buttons, because if you don’t care about someone why bother getting all worked up about them, right?
Career wise I haven’t been that lucky. I had some good opportunities come at the wrong times, and I even had a great opportunity where I got to work my dream job in South America, but was faced with a decision, the eternal question of career vs. love. I chose love, and I don’t regret it. I had my family, my dream job, my own apartment, my car, and a pretty great life, but something was missing, he was missing… so I handed in my notice, packed my bags, said my goodbye’s and got on that one way flight to England.
I’m 28, I’ve found the love of my life and now it’s time to find the real job of my dreams, because my other great passions in life are writing and journalism. This year I will find somewhere to set some roots and build a foundation, somewhere to grow professionally and learn from my peers. And maybe I won’t find that dream job straight away but this is the year when I get my foot in the door! I’m feeling good about 28… this is going to be my year.
Until next time… Smooches to all xXx