A blast from the past...

Hey readers,

I ran into a friend from the past the other day, who I haven’t seen in years.

It was a Sunday morning, she hadn’t been to bed yet and the aroma of a big night was still fresh on her. I laughed to myself, she hadn’t changed a bit and I loved her for it. But I had. Come 8 to 9 years ago, that would have been me with her. I’m sure some of my Mum’s grey hairs can be attributed to when I use to hang out with this friend (sorry Mum).

Here she was, a gyspy who had moved around and travelled and seen the world, unattached and still partied like back when we were 18.

Here I was, settled, married, with a mortgage and renovating our house, and in a stable job.

My friend couldn’t believe how much I’d changed and kept asking me how I had got all my S@#& together. My answer? I grew up I guess.

When looking back now, I can hardly believe how far I have come. Gone are the Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights out and looking forward to partying; and here are the Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights that are a lot more tame, where I get excited if we don’t have anything on and I can chill out in my PJ’s.

My friend and I had some great times together, lots of fun and adventures. I still laugh and also shake my head when I think about some of them. Sometimes I do miss those days.

But, as fun and carefree as those days were, I wouldn’t change where I am at for the world. I’ve come so far and already achieved so much. I am married to a wonderful man, who I adore. We have brought our first house and are renovating it to make it our dream home, I am in a great job and have a great career, I’ve travelled , I am settled, happy, fulfilled, in love, stable, achieving my goals, I’ve matured and gained perspective.

What more could I ask for? I love my life and am so grateful for all its blessings.

If the past 9 years have been this amazing, I can’t wait to see what the coming years will bring. As they say, the best is yet to come.

Til next time,

Sarah x