Nope, not the TV letters and numbers game, though I do love that.
I’m actually counting down to my birthday. I shall be 50 this time next week
So one week left of my forties and a chance to reflect on the last decade. How has it been?
Fast. Scary. Some amazing highs and some terrible lows.
This is the decade that has seen the break up of my marriage, the death of my mother, relocation to the town I grew up in, homelessness and a near nervous breakdown.
But let’s not dwell on the bad stuff. I’ve seen my children grow up to become happy, funny, caring teenagers. Waved goodbye to my amazing daughter who now lives with her wonderful boyfriend in Edinburgh.
Had two jobs that I really loved (including my current one) plus one that almost killed me, but least said about that, the better. Met colleagues who have become friends which makes going to work a very pleasant prospect.
In the last eighteen months I have met a bunch of truly amazing women, my fellow plus sized bloggers. I’m proud to call each and every one of them my friend and really feel like I’ve gained a whole heap of awesome younger sisters.
In July I hosted a body confidence workshop and I think that day I found my vocation. I’m still looking into ways to make coaching and supporting other women a bigger part of my life, but I’ll get there!
Last but by no means least, I am seeing out my forties having fallen for a truly wonderful man. We’re only really starting out on our journey and being together won’t necessarily be easy, but loving him is the easiest thing ever.
The defining memory of my forties is really finding myself. Knowing who I am and more importantly liking myself. After many years of battle with myself and others, finally gaining self awareness has brought peace and I’m comfortable with the woman I’ve become.
See you tomorrow!