What a year it has been. Without a doubt, the past two years have been some of the most difficult in my life. Immediately following a divorce, I changed careers and the world was hit by a global pandemic. I feel that in many ways, I haven’t experienced normalcy since late 2018/early 2019. Which means that my last “normal” birthday was my 30th in 2018.
So here I am. Having just celebrated my 33rd birthday, an old divorced lady – no longer a home owner, but with a new career, a lovely boyfriend, shared custody of the best dog on the planet and almost no savings to speak of.
But I’ve done it. I’ve carried on throughout bursts of staggering depression, loneliness and hopelessness. For the past 3 birthdays I have wished that this year will bring lightness and hope and here’s to a year where it’s finally going to happen. A year were I can just be, and live, and thrive and not have to constantly stress about anything earth-shattering.
I want to see friends and loved one this year. I want to travel again. I want to be able to book yoga classes and hair cuts. I want to eat meals that other people have cooked. And not to take any of those things for granted again.
I rung in my birthday with love and fizz and joy. So 33 is not shaping up to badly after all.
Are you celebrating any birthday soon? What are you going to do?
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