The Last Day of My 20’s (by sarah)
The last day of my twenties was spent in hospital clinics, at the Drs sugeries and in pharmacies. I fill this probably sums up my twenties, ok so some of the medical stuff was long term issues from things like glandular fever which I caught in my teens but sometimes I do feel that the world has been rather mean to me. Sometimes I also feel I am the luckiest person alive (to be alive to be able to do things!).
I found a diary entry from when I was like 15 - apparently I should have my PhD and be doing research, have an album out, at least one novel series published and have art work selling like hot cakes - not too mention two children (if I had a bloke if not I was to start looking at being a single mum!) all before I reached 30. There was also a long list of mountains to climb and charities to help.
Hmmm - well - fail I think! Still it could be worse - according to five year old me I should have been a paleaontologist and been into space by now along with writing, singing, making the costums and scenery of operas by now! Oh as well as running a joint orphanage and old peoples home where I would fly out in my special plane with attached motobike to rescue people from danger and abuse.
Ok so I have probably achieved more of these goals than would normally be theisable - I have performed in light opera - Musical Theater and stuff with various chiors, I have short stories and poems published, I have lie two novels written if not published, I have made stage senery and costums, I have been published (once maybe twice) in a scientific journal (ok so it's not a PhD but I did it without the PhD! I have raised money etc... for various charities (unfortunatly I was not yet in my 20's when I went to Kenya to help build a school), I'm not sure Snowdon really counts as a Mountain either! I've DJed all be it at the Union and only when Malcomn was absolutely desperate.
I have achieved alot - I have one beuatiful child and one almost here - missed that goal by 2 weeks!
I have also lost four good friends in that time, three of whom were contemparies, my peers and this still saddens me and will I think forever. All three of them partook in some way or another with my 21st birthday celebrations even if it was "just" a phone call.
I have also nearly died myself in this time frame - something which has left it's mark on me as the nightmares during this pregnancy have shown. I have also suffered my back getting worse, lose of hand usage and sometimes walking, I have scrapped myself back to functioning again so many times :/ I have also had a slipped disc, hernia, shingles, bone infection and infected stomach ulcers plus the standard popped and torn ligements. Cysts and nasty inflammation resulting in no baby too 🙁 which is why I have a current bump and not a yr old.
But I have been lucky as most of my twenties have been spent with Alaric and if you take our clumsy 'courting' via email it is well all my 20's! I have now known him a 1/3rd of my life!
And the thing about us is that I suppose we are not really like husband and wife - not the way the concept is normally portrayed - we are instead best friends and I'm hoping my 30's will be much better - I hate the idea of being old and 30 is not a number I want to be but at the same time I also feel looking back on things that me and Al have sort of grown up together - not the physical growing up and adjusting to glands growing up but the settling into and working out of life that happens after that. I hope we have done this without getting old.
Sarah, The Family | sarah | 
Mon 10th Jan 2011 1:32 pm
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