I’m about to turn 45. I’m definitely entering my second phase of adulthood. 20s-40s I was building a very successful career, got a PhD, found a lovely husband, had kids, bought a beautiful house, but I also had to deal with a lot of trauma, horrible toxic family dynamics, I was, as it turned out, an alcoholic, was burning out, subconsciously really hating my career that I worked so hard for.
I got sober at 42, then I got cancer, and I lost my job because of that. Sounds horrible but it’s been an absolute blessing in disguise, one of the best things that’s ever happened to me. I should hopefully by early next year be done with cancer treatment, then I’m planning to retrain and start a new career path. I have a book that’s been batting around in my head that I want to write. I do some peer support work in addiction and I’d like to step that up a bit. I’ve lost 15kg and I’d like to lose a bit more and start strength training once I’m done this cancer stuff. I already do lots of wild swimming and was doing a lot of hiking before I got ill (I hiked 100 miles in the weeks before I had surgery last year).
Oh and I got a horse! I grew up with horses, but haven’t ridden really since I was early 20s. I got a horse again at 41 and I love him and I’m looking forward to doing lots more with him in the next few years (he’s only 4, so still a baby).
So these years have definitely been about coming back to my core interests and values and things that give me joy. I’m lucky I still have a lovely Dh and dc to support me. But I’ve definitely come to appreciate that life is a gift and it’s purely by luck that I’m still here. I’m making the most of the time I have now instead of taking it for granted.