25

"Happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time; It's miserable and magical" 

Today I am 25. A quarter of a century. Half way to 50.
Birthdays don't half make a reflective girl reflect.
When I was 15/16 my older sister was turning 25 and like a bratty younger sister should I mocked her for being 
'sooo old and not married with babies'. 
Now I find myself this age. Do I wish I was married with babies...oh heck no! 
I am far too young for that. That being said am I where I thought I would be at 25? Not quite. 
But do I consider myself any worse off than if I were where I expected to be...again, Not quite.
Life may not be perfect. But I am pretty certain I am exactly where I should be right now and that is the most any of us can hope for right? 
Today I booked the day off work. I am going to go to the cinema to see a film of a show that for me marks one of the biggest accomplishments of my life. With some of my best friends that mark another. 
In two weeks I will return to Bournemouth (my uni town) to spend two days with a group of friends I adore and celebrating my 25 years with a complete disregard for how one should act at 25.
This getting old stuff is daunting but like someone reminded me yesterday, it is a privilege not everyone is lucky enough to receive. 
25...and still growing!

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