Welcome to your Late Twenties!

I would love to say that my late twenties arrived with a bang, it would make a great story. The truth is they didn't. I started to notice small changes around the age of 25. It was as though I unknowingly crossed into the next level of adulthood. Suddenly, people felt it was okay to ask when I was going to get married, because up until now I had always been told I was "too young" to think about marriage. To my friends in their early-twenties I like to describe this as a switch being flicked. One day you are 24 and next minute its time to...go full adult?

By 26 it became obvious that a lot of my friends had crossed this magical line, whether they realised it or not. They were all getting engaged and married, or buying fur babies and houses.  

I'm not sure why, but always thought I would be married and have a house by the time I was 25. Maybe 25 sounds old when you are 16. While it didn't happen that quickly, I have never been disappointed. I was still working away at achieving what I wanted. I had wonderful friends, a boyfriend who was working towards his own dream career, I lived with my best friend, and I was happy at my first job in my chosen career. 

In the space of a week, it felt like the carpet had been ripped out from under my feet. A series of events lead me to question everything in my life. Is this life? Is this it? Have I worked so hard towards these things and now I don't know if I really want them anymore? Everything was tossed into the air and I just wanted to close my eyes. 

The best thing that happened next was a 3 1/2 week holiday to the UK with my best friend. We had booked it 6 months earlier. It gave me time to think and breathe. I realised I had never truly worried about what I wanted out of life. I was too busy making everyone proud. I came back from my trip a different person. I felt more ambitious, although I didn't know what I needed to do with all this new found ambition. 

While I was slightly concern about their reaction, I opened up to my parents about the way I was feeling, and I am so glad I did. After all they had once been in their late twenties too. It was my Dad who gave me the best piece of advice, which I have subsequently passed on to other friends. He explained that in my late twenties, I was coming into the most productive years of my life, and starting to understand myself and what makes me tick. 

I started searching for the answer which lead me to the other side of the world. At 27 I made the decision to move to London in search of adventure. Also, I had always promised myself I'd see as much of the world as I could before I was 30! (Yeah, I know what you're all thinking!)

Welcome to my page! Please feel free to follow along with my adventure!

All my love, S