27 years

Happy birthday to me!

I’ve packed a lot into the last 27 years...
8 years asleep
12 years in hospitality
1 year in Australia
2 years in Austria
2 Half-Marathons
1 Marathon
3 serious relationships
1 head shave
4 bereavements
6 Tattoos
1 major concussion
1 breakdown
8 loooooong haul flights
2 Nullabor Crossings
1 foreign language
3 cars
5 siblings
Countless cups of coffee
83 postcards

Not all of it has been sunshine and rainbows but that’s okay, life isn’t meant to be.
I choose to focus on the laughter, the hugs and kisses, the sunsets and sunrises, the adventures, the times curled up with a book in the warm while it snowed outside, the scars and the silly stories behind them all over any of the harder times though.
When I do think of the times life wasn’t so great I take a deep breath and I thank the girl I was for sticking at it and plodding up that hill to be where we are now.

My 27th year has changed me for the better and I am the happiest I have been in a long time, I have amazing friends, I’ve let go of things and people that don’t help me shine, I’m at peace with my past, I am closer with my family, I don’t do things I don’t want to, I love my lumpy bumpy body, I am loving each day and in return life is loving me. Somethings, like my interesting fashion sense and love of dinosaurs, will never change, and some thing aren’t the same, but that’s okay, wouldn’t suit blonde hair anyway.

Today will be spent with some amazing ladies in Camden Market and the new home of the Vagina Museum *excited*


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