I think most people who know me know that I don't keep much to myself (which isn't always a good thing....). I recall the absolute 'debacle' that was turning 30. It wasn't pretty. Which is quite sad really - because my 20's were a bit of a disaster, and things could only get better, so starting a new decade should have been seen as the opportunity to start new. Wellllll, better late than never I say. The 30's are 'so far so good'. Gosh, there is no denying that this is not what I had planned, things were going to be verrrrry different than how they are - but I have nothing to complain about. In fact, I have a lot to be thankful for.
When stopping and reflecting I have really made some good headway in terms of who I want to be and where I want to be, and who I want to be it with, since turning 30. I feel 'stronger' every day (and without breaking out in tune to one of my favourite Britney songs...), that feels pretty good. Being really unwell in my 20's really set me back, but I feel like i'm 'returning'. This little bloggy blog has had a lot to do with that - so thank you (and enough of this guff, I'll be back with a pretty housey post in a sec!) xx