The Swedish say, 'Congratulations! You've reached 25!'

I have reached the quarter milestone of my life. Assuming I’m going to live to be 100. Happy Birthday, Deb! Hellloooo age 25! The age everyone wishes to stay at: you’re still considered young but old enough to be ‘responsible’, you can be ‘irresponsible’ and still get away with it, but most importantly, according to general consensus, you can be single and still have a ‘chance’. *eye roll*/*shrug*

For me, it’s a great age because I feel that 25 is the tipping point of life, where you’re balancing at the fulcrum, with one foot on either side, weighing up gathered experience with where it’s going to lead you. It’s when you realize (or should realize) where you’re headed in life and have a somewhat blurred vision of where you want to end up. I keep talking in the second person like I can speak on behalf of anyone. I’m really talking about myself. So ‘ctrl F and H’, find ‘you’ and replace with ‘I’ or ‘me’.

So I’m teetering on this see-saw analogy, shifting my weight from right to left, left to right, and I’m feeling pretty happy with how I’ve lived so far. I’m living with drive and direction. Everything I did had a purpose behind it- to learn and move forward. I don’t exactly know where I’m going yet, but I see a haze in the distance and it somewhat resembles a house, a husband, a family and a meaningful, sustainable livelihood. In other words: a future nearly everyone wants!!! I’m not so eccentric after all!

At this point the path is still unfolding before me and uncertainty is still, and probably always will be, part of the adventure. I have enough confidence in my abilities and curious enough about the world to take deliberate steps into a realm of possibilities. 10 years ago, I thought at 25 I’d be ‘settled’ in the mainstream sense of the word. But I’m so glad that I’m not because it means I’ve got so much more to look forward to! I’m setting up the stones of my path, laboriously and joyously laying it down, bit by bit. And I have faith that momentum will pick up (in the form of Universal conspiracy) and it’ll eventually pave out smoothly, into a wide stretch of road welcoming those wanting (or fated) to join me.