As I write this, it is precisely 23.43pm GMT. So in exactly 17 minutes, I will turn 25!!
I am still pretty much in denial about it I think and I really wasn't looking forward to it until about a week ago, an old colleague of mine knocked a lil sense into me and made me realise that:
I am still pretty much in denial about it I think and I really wasn't looking forward to it until about a week ago, an old colleague of mine knocked a lil sense into me and made me realise that:
'the only thing age does is make you more tired and turn your hair grey eventually'
(Ian Sell et al, 2012)
Ian Sell, you really could not have put it any better. He reminded me of the old adage that age is nothing but a number and it really is what you make of it.
I am a very ambitious person and like to see that my goals are achieved, however big or small and in the last 5 years, I have been in this mad rush to achieve so many things (some realistic and some unrealistic) before I turn a certain age. But yet again, I was slapped in the face with the wise words of Ian Sell:
'there's no finishing line you need to beat' (Ian Sell, et al 2012)
And those 8 words have echoed in my head every day since.
We are all driven by ambition to some extent and success is something everyone wants to have. I wouldn't say I was madly obsessed in seeing my ambitions/goals/dreams/desires fulfilled but definitely had a hunger for it and though I have achieved the majority of the things that I wanted to by the time I turned 25, I was in such a frenzy about fulfilling my goals, that the years 20-24 came and went with the blink of an eye.
I guess what I'm trying to say is, it's not about how old you are but how old you feel and there are days when I feel 22 and there are days when I feel 17. What does it even mean to BE an age? What you feel inside is more important and this is what I have come to realise at the quarter of a century mark, that:
Today is the oldest I have been and the youngest I will ever be again.
So no more sulking about my age and trying to cram everything in to this imaginary schedule. There is no final destination but stops of happiness and joy, laughter and love to be had and in the words of Ian Sell, I will 'rock on!!!!!
Hernoor
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This was taken last month at Disneyland Tokyo where we were clearly feeling a lot younger than 24! If you can't rock a Minnie headband, whatever your age, then you just don't rock at all ! |
Happy 25th birthday to us! woo!!
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