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What would my 10-year old self think?

I have moved into a new realm of ageing with my recent 30th birthday. I wasn't sure whether to expect a mid-life crisis or whether it would be a non-event.

It wasn't a non-event but it wasn't bad at all! The day was amazing - good friends, seaside lunch, yummy dinner and topped off with a night out of kareoke and dancing!

It did of course get me reflecting on the last 3 decades and the several upcoming decades...

I was trying to determine if my 10-year old self would be happy with what she was doing twenty years later. I think she would be happy that I still care about the environment. That I am not afraid of public speaking but not quite as fearless about it as she was. She would be glad to know I still like music - though I might not plaster my walls with posters anymore. And she'd love that I can still sing tracks off the Bodyguard soundtrack by heart! My ten year old self would be stoked that I still have a thirst for knowledge and love reading. She'd think it's great that I still know how to make new friends and that I recently started playing softball again.

Of course my reflecting didn't stop there. I got to thinking about my twenty-year old. She isn't as easy to recall or define even though it was a shorter time ago, but I reckon she would be glad to know I'm still curious about life and how things work. She would enjoy that I strive for my best life and that I haven't "settled" for things that I don't like in my life. She would be pleased that I do what I say I will - or I think I do at least! And she would be quite happy that I have fully come around to enjoy beer.

Turning 30 hasn't thrown me through a loop at all. I think I am happier about this than I was to turn 25. But something about this age feels more comfortable than anything yet.

So here's to 30! A year I am looking forward to rocking.

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