Day 5, proudest moment, 30 day blog challenge
I have a few proudest moments
- Getting myself through Uni
- Getting myself together after Australia
- Buying my beautiful home
- Starting my blog
Four years of fun, drinking making friends that are still some of the best people I know. Designing and making I really did have a wonderful time.
I won’t go into too much detail. If you have ever had your broken up with someone you truly loved. Heartbreak is a powerful thing that consumes your nights, replays every wrong thing you did and empties your heart. If you have been there then you know how strong you have to be just to wake up. I was also in the unfortunate situation of being heartbroken without a home.
My parents had moved to France and had split up so I had no base to stay. Luckily my best friends looked after me and I sorted myself out. Within a few months I had a new job at Jigsaw and a new home in Wanstead, London.
Putting yourself back together after you felt worthless and had to start your whole life over is hard. Moving back to England was mentally exhausting. I learned a few things.
- You can live without them
- That you cant make them love you
- You are worthy of love
- That rock bottom is a dark place but you can get out of it.
- That I am happier now than I ever was with him.
- That you know when you are ready to love again and that you shouldn’t rush it.
A home of my own
I am an army brat, used to moving from place to place. A home is where your family are, it is not a building. And yet buying my first home has been wonderful.
Me and Gav decided to house hunt together after 5 years. This is our first home and first time we have lived together. We fell in love with it as soon as we saw it. Every room, every feature.
We own a small but perfectly formed 3 bedroom Edwardian/ victorian terrace house. It has a small garden that catches the sun for most of the day and is a short walk from the station.
So owning my own house is definitely my proudest moment. I have taken great care to put beautiful pieces and plants in my home.
Starting this blog
I wrote my first piece about our long engagement. About when you are with some one for so long and them not being ready to marry you. I still think it is the best thing I have ever written.
Gavin didn’t like it, he said it cast him in a bad light. So I asked my family what they thought. My mum was upset that I didn’t really talk about it, my brother thought it was great and said I should do it. So I talked to Gav again and he just sighed.
So I posted it.
It is the most brutally honest painful thing I have written. But it is also my proudest moment. I will link it here in case you want to read it.
So that’s it my proudest moments. I am sure in a few months I can add marrying Gavin to my list but until then!
What are your proudest moments?