My 20 years on Earth

I'm taken aback at myself, I am embarking on a brand new decade, my twenties. This is by far the scariest one yet, probably- Although I've only lived through another decade previous so I haven't much to compare it to.
I associate early twenties with living in lots of different flats, trying to carve some sort of beginnings to a career path, but really waitressing while I figure that out, then somewhere towards the end of my twenties (really really near the end) thinking about finding someone to spend significant periods of my life with, and then maybe forever, and then maybe a mortgage? A ring? A family?
It seems crazy that I could be in that position in under ten years, or that I'd be ready for that sort of madness.

If I could speak to myself ten years ago, and I really wish that I could, I would say so many things to make the journey from age 10 to age 20 that much sweeter.
I think I would tell myself most importantly to do what it is that I would like, I've always been a sensible-Sally so I was never an outrageous one- reading and sewing in my spare time is just fine.

Boys really are not that important, ever.

It never feels like it will happen but my siblings will move out and spending time together is suddenly not as easy, times together become something that is treasured as I get older.

Everything will be alright, absolutely everything, yes even that, the things that feel like the world will never ever be right again, they fall into place in their own odd way, which creates a more flexible and resilient character.

I honestly feel a bit sick and emotional at the thought of this being my twenties, kind of like my one and only decade where I can take a good stab at life, and once this decade has passed the rest of my life is mapped out, whether good or bad.

For the meantime I am going to take my own advice that everything, everything falls into place in it's own odd way.