That Was The Decade That Was

happy 40thOn the eve of my foray into my forties, I’m indulging myself by looking back on the last decade.

This time ten years ago, I had no real idea which direction my life was taking. My twenties had been a whirlwind of travelling, angsty, late-night discussions in dark cellar bars, falling in and out of love and The Teenager (The Baby?) who made a late, messy and noisy arrival eight days after I turned 26.

I swapped crisp white shirts and hours spent lingering over black coffee and Gitanes for years of finger-painting, wet wipes and traipsing round the local parks.ย At 32, after four years of study, I qualified as a homeopath (or psychopath, as The Child proudly told his school teacher and anyone else who would listen). My clinic took off and I adored my work until the recession brought it to a sudden halt. I switched my attention to a degree course in health and social care, laying careful plans for the future.

The years passed. Endless sleepovers, fish fingers, day trips, gold star stickers, football magazines and scooters. Rugby kits and shoes got bigger and dirtier each year, those tiny baby slippers a ‘was he ever that small?’ distant memory. As he got older, I could even have friends over for girlie nights in without the fear of a near-naked child hurtling at top speed down the stairs, entirely decorated in felt-tip pen and a Superman cape.ย And now he’s suddenly a full-blown Teenager. All six foot of him. I adore him, even when he grunts, raids the fridge and holds his hand out for yet more money.

MS dominated my late thirties, turned everything upside down and we’re still picking our way through the aftermath. Career plans have changed as have priorities. I was unceremoniously sacked from my job, I fought back, I moved on.

MS certainly isn’t the best method for working out what’s important in life, but it’s helped. Everything is more in focus now and I take nothing for granted. So how were my thirties? Probably the decade where life shifted on its axis. The dreams and expectations I had at the start of them are long-gone. In its place is the realisation is that anything is possible. I just need to get out there and make it happen….

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20 thoughts on “That Was The Decade That Was

  1. stevedomino says:

    age ain’t nothing but a number – take it from me, the water is fine (or similarly murky) over here.

    can’t criticise you for age-related navel gazing though

    • stumbling in flats says:

      Love your blog post!
      I’m actually getting quite excited about putting my 30s well and truly behind me, lol.

  2. Happy Birthday!! Have a great day! ๐Ÿ˜€

    6 feet at 14?!?! o.0 Going to be a very tall man when he stops growing

    • stumbling in flats says:

      Thank you!
      Yup, he’s a giant. I blame myself for feeding him too many vegetables. He seems to have leveled out for a little while, so am praying he doesn’t get too tall. His rugby team loves him!

  3. Katie says:

    You’re honestly such an inspirational person/writer! Very happy birthday xx

  4. Tricia says:

    I’m off to bed, bad day, but will do my best for tomorrow. Just in case I forget tomorrow, Happy Birthday x x x

  5. Elys Bank says:

    Have a wonderful birthday. Here is to a great new decade ๐Ÿ™‚

  6. Archie says:

    all the best on reaching the next milestone luv. my 30th flew by – and so did my hair. my 40th i was studying for my current career and now my 50th has leapt upon me and many good and bad things happened in the last decade, but i’m still bobbin and weavin and still getting punch drunk from those left hooks to the old glass chin :)…. x

    • stumbling in flats says:

      Thank you my dear. Loving your description of your hair, lol. And good to know it’s never too late to change careers!
      x don’t look 50 ๐Ÿ™‚

  7. Samantha Thompson says:

    Happy Birthday xx

  8. Tricia says:

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY x x x x

  9. James Pagram says:

    Wonderful, inspiring blog as always. Have a smashing birthday.

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