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Don’t fear an age.

I read an article online recently of a girl holding a funeral for her twenties. She turned 30 and felt her ‘fun decade’ was over. Surrounded by black balloons with a drink in hand, she mourned the year it all ended. You can see the article here.

For me, I don’t mind turning 30. It doesn’t worry me so long as I am in a place I am happy to be by this age.

Tell me, would you rather be a poor student at 17 or a happy 30 year old? For me the answer is obvious. Age is only a number, so long as we don’t let age decide who we are. I am all for maturing, however I am not going to live my life dictated by what people are doing at my age but how I feel at the time. People are diverse. I have colleagues and friends that at 21 got married and had children. I have friends in their thirties partying like it is their first year of university. On paper I would not have guessed their ages, but one thing is for sure. Their age is irrelevant.

I am not looking forward to turning 30 in June. Not because I don’t want to, but because of the attitude people have to turning 30. A (supposedly) constant spiral downhill of body pains, nights in with a cup of tea and cat adopting. I am sure if that is what people expect life to be like 30+, I wouldn’t be surprised if life leads them there. This life is fabulous if that is what you want it to be. But that is my point, make life what you want it to be. This is my aim, and I can easily imagine my thirties being the best decade of my life if I ensure that I am working hard to achieve this.

Who do we look up to more? The spotty teenager riding his bike on an early morning paper round for a couple of quid each day, or Dwayne Johnson, a highly successful, motivated and super ripped forty-something? It seems for role models like him, age is not an issue.

So why do we look up to people older than us, yet envy those that are younger than us? I believe it is all down to achievement and ensuring we are in the right place at the time. Youth is beautiful because we are free of responsibility and have time to think about what we want to be in the future. Adulthood is when shit hits the fan.

But it doesn’t have to hit the fan. It just takes a little work. 30 could be the best year of your life. Or 50, or 70. We can only live in the moment and it is down to us to make that moment a good one.

Don’t let time dictate your happiness.

 


 

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  1. I’m 71. I find things in purple that are not the usual colours……my walker for one I wear lots of purple & bright colours, including lipstick. I colour my gray hair to the redhead I still am. I have a purple leopard seat cover on my mobility scooter. I am known around town by my colours, if not my name. I like lots of different music, & still at volume. I like different & have a good time doing it. I’m disabled, but hopefully not a totally dull 71.

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    • I hope so! It makes sense, the twenties has helped build on a career or work experience to make us more financially stable and still young enough to do pretty much anything we want to. It will be a great decade I am sure!

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  2. The best time of your life is from 50 onwards. That’s what my mother told me. But I think the best time is your 60’s and 70’s.All the good things in life don’t disappear because you are old. Romance, love, delight, passion, enthisiasm, achieving are still there if you want them.The good thing is that in older years, you don’t give a shit about what other people think of you. And you have learned to know what you like. The thing I fear is becoming feeble in body and mind.Nice post.Thank you.

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  3. Great post and I have to say, I’m loving my 30’s far more than my 20’s. I think it’s that feeling of ‘best of both worlds’ I.e young enough at heart to party hard now and then but with the odd night in with a cuppa 😂

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  4. I’m going to be 50 in a few years. Yes my hair is starting to turn grey faster. Yes things are drooping but apart from the aging signs I’m more aware of the environment I’m in and what I want and need and I won’t compromise.

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  5. I’m 53, I’ve enjoyed most of my time getting here and I wouldn’t go back if you paid me. I’ve had some brilliant times but I’ve also lived through stuff that was terrible. All of it, good and bad, made me who I am now and I kinda like being who I am now!
    Do I behave? Not on your nelly! Age is just a number, I don’t allow myself to be limited by anything or anyone, least of all a component of Math which I have a lifelong aversion to thanks to Sister Brigid, the demon spawn nun math teacher

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    • Haha, good for you. I think we all experience life in a similar way, some great, some not so great but it helps us to be who we are today. I wouldn’t go back if I had the chance either. Keep being yourself and enjoying life! 🙂

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  6. Well, I think age mattters…even if we don`t like it. Looking back it becomes obvious that responsibilities are growing if you cross the line +30 yrs, but it is also the time to Harvest and reinvest if you become 40 yrs.
    Of course, humans are also subject to a life cycle – even if the life cycle is strechted nowadays.
    But there is no doubt, the probability that shit might hit your fan grows the older you become.
    In my opinion, People who are surfin smoothly through their lifes, didn`t get the opportunity to get to know themselves and have proven …let`s say…not much.
    To mature it needs personal challenges to overcome. This can happen independent of age. But the older you become, the more triumphs & disasters you`ve to master, that`s for sure.

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    • I do understand that there are some responsibilities we have to take on at a certain age, especially becoming parents etc. The good thing about obstacles as you said is that we can develop from them. I am sure there are kids that have had tough upbringings that mature more and faster than some people in their late twenties/ early thirties. Problems help us to grow and can be beneficial over time.

      Thanks for commenting 🙂

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    • I did this too! I remember turning ten and my mum saying ‘wow, double figures now Sam’, and I though geez. Then the same at 18, 21 and I will at 30. However I know when I am older I will look back at 30 for being young, and I try to realise it now.

      Thank you for commenting 🙂

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  7. I have to laugh at this because at my 30th birthday , I ACTUALLY CRIED! My sister,may she r.i.p asked me “wtf was I crying about and wait until I was her age with 7 kids!” She said these were some of the best years of my life. I didn’t know what she meant, but now that I’ve reached 65 almost 66, I know what she meant. She didn’t reach the age that I am now. So you never know. Enjoy whatever age you are now no matter how you feel or what you do .

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    • Haha oh no, you cried! Joey did this on the TV show ‘Friends’ too. So you aren’t the only one 😉

      I am sorry to hear of your loss, your sisters advice is certainly something to consider. It is all about enjoying the moment. Thank you so much for commenting 🙂

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  8. At 37 I own virtually nothing but have been to about 60 countries and I have a mind full of amazing memories and a blog with some of them. Ive got no kids and im not married, I don’t own a car I own an ebike. I try to love things that don’t cost anything. How we create and carve out our worlds can make us deeply happy so long as we listen to the inner voice inside and dont subscribe to any sort of mainstream bullshit about milestones in life. Happy saturn’s return, turning 30 is a tutmultuous time full of change. But you will be reborn a phoenix trust me.

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