I was 21 and travelling around NZ on my own on a working visa, so much fun. I remember I had to use an international calling cards to phone home. I'd call a number, put in the pin and it would tell me how many minutes I had left. I usually got cut off mid conversation
. I definitely had a mobile phone, but I think it was too expensive to call on that.
The internet was around but hadn't taken over yet, I think msn messenger and bebo were quite popular. I remember things seemed very optimistic, the celtic tiger was raging in Ireland, so there were stories from back home of people buying investment apartments and hot tubs galore!
As much fun as it was, I wouldn't go back. I was too unsure of myself and too much of a people pleaser. Had some awful boyfriends around those years.
I’m now 40 and whilst I haven’t ticked some of the big milestones around marriage and children, I’m independent, have an amazing career that energises me, have my own home that I love, and am completely different on the inside - I feel grounded and confident in who I am, am fatter but much, much healthier. I no longer feel like I have all the time in the world but still feel very young, all told.
I feel the same, even though I don't have my own home, or a husband or children, I'm so much more confident and happy with myself.
Since then I've travelled more, had a few different jobs and relationships, lived all over the place, studied quite a few things. Just lots of experiences, some good some bad. Not as settled as some people, but plenty of good memories. That's life I guess.
I'm aware that there is still lots of time to live and explore and enjoy life my way. I have much more of an appreciation for the good things in my life. I much prefer the person I am now.