40 is only the beginning

In 2018 I reached a milestone in my life and tuned forty.

For a long, long time I have been dreading this moment in my life ince I hit the age of 30.

So tinking I only had a few more years left to become successful, I panicked and felt scared, as this has been a matter I have struggled with for the last 9 years of my life already. "A bit of background here" just to put in on a better context for you.

Nine years prior to present day, I had just landed a job in a different part of the country "my dream job", in an industry I had worked hard towards my career within and this new job was a great opportunity to to further my gaols on the ladder of success, "or so I thought. "

Just five months into my contract of five years, shockingly I was made abruptly redundant.

Not a good start to my 30s, so you can imagine I had a bleak understanding of what becoming forty would be like. As my 30s commenced finding work in my chosen career got worse and worse, freelancing for a few months here and there then out of work again, my marriage was in a mess and by the end of my 34th year I was divorced and out of work.

At this point, could things get any worse?

I am a positive thinking person with a bright outlook on most situations but this was rock bottom for me at that time.

So life had chucked me lemons and I was gonna choose to make lemonade, "well I was sure gonna try."

That's when I made a bold move to study again and return to the world of work in a different profession all together, "I must be crazy".

I found a job as a lecturer at college with my new found career but after some years got fed up of the office politics in teaching and as glass half full kind of a girl.

So with age not on my side I decided to retrain again."oh yes lol"...

Just at this point I fell pregnet and at this time I had been married to my new husband for only three years and I was now 37 about and to come an older mother, Ekkk.

I had to put my studies on hold halfway through my new studies as it was a very practical course, I couldn't carry on with such bad morning sickness plus a super heavy bump.

Fast forward, one year later after our beautiful daughter was born and life would change completely.

However during the I was pregnant I was very unwell and couldn't work in my sales retail job not the job I wanted to work in but found myself there just to earn money".

I had to go on leave early, a boring time in my life and I felt very down.

So I decided to volunteer in my old profession, I called round to a few places and was offered an interview to volunteer with a little charity run organisation.

There was a lot I owe to that organisation as wile I was a new mum I suffered from bad postnatal depression but going to volunteer kept me from going crazy.

Eight months later they offered me a paid job. Not just any job but to manage the site, I was almost 40 by now.

"Wow" , this was an amazing turn of events as I had not worked in this profession for years and not only that this offer was exactly what I was aiming for by the age of 40, impossible normally unless you had stayed in the professional world.

This was truly a miracle...

Now at 41, Im married to an amazing man and we have a lovely little girl, but also I am back in the carrier I was called to do... This feels good after a long journey to get here.

God willing I will have more years of happiness to come.