| On a Saturday I normally go into town to do some shopping with my mum, aunt and Granny, however today I decided I would stay home and give my house a much needed spring clean and clear out (I'm not finished yet)!
I started in my bedroom and lifted everything out from under my bed, where I found books that I've yet to read piled up (I'd forgotten about them cos I keep buying new ones) and then I found 2 shoe boxes. What was inside? No, not shoes but filled with cards from past birthdays, Christmasses, Valentine's Day and such like. I'm an incredible hoarder so I thought it's about time I clear some of these out. To my amazement all my 18th birthday, 21st birthday cards were there, amongst many other birthday cards (I've decided to keep the 18th and 21st cards but I've chucked out most of the rest of them).
Then I started on the desk in my study and almost filled to the top in the deepest drawer were - more cards this time mainly thank-you cards from kids that I've taught over the past number of years - I've also kept those. As many of you know I will be 30 in about 6 weeks time and although I do joke about it, I am finding it hard to accept being 30. I know I'm not over the hill or anything like that but in looking back at those 18th birthday cards, it doesn't seem like 12 years ago and the thought of the next 12 years going as quick scares me a little. Also finding the cards from a past boyfriend (who happens to be getting married next month) was also a bit weird, reading all his soppy sentiments and thinking of all the broken promises that were made was a bit weird, so it was a bit cathartic throwing all those away after having forgotten all about them for so long.
So much has happened to me since I was 18 some good and some bad; uni, getting engaged, calling off the wedding, meeting someone else, heart broken (at the time), becoming a teacher, turning away from God, coming back to him, new church, new friends. What will the next 10 years hold? Who knows - only God but as long as I am with him and he is with me then I know I will be able to face whatever comes my way. Who knows I may even meet the right man for a change! I am content to let God guide my path as he knows who and what is right for me and maybe turning 30 won't be too bad after all. If anyone asks though - I'm just 25 (kidding).
Right long blog - maybe I should get back to my cleaning instead of musing over what might have been and feeling sorry for myself for getting older!
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