Today is the last day of my “twenties” and yesterday I watched a movie called “7 things to do before I’m 30”. The character made a list of these 7 things while she was still a teenager and 1 month before her 30th birthday she finds the list and realizes she hasn’t done anything of that, so she starts running after those things.
It’s a crap movie, don’t waste your time watching it, but it was inevitable for me to wonder what I’d have put on my own list, if I had done one, and if I’d have been able to do everything I wanted to do until.. uhm.. today.
I tried but could not remember of anything that I would have done but I did not. Instead, when I think how my twenties were, I see a decade much richer in events than I would imagine back then.
It was a decade full of experiments, I would say. Experiments of all sorts, with the body, with the mind, with the heart, with life.
It was during my 20 years that I graduated in Design, after putting Uni on “stand by mode” 3 times and almost quitting, my dad insisting and after some fights with him I finally finished it. Fathers are always right!
It was also during my twenties that I had my first real boyfriend, and was still in the twenties, 9 years later, that I married him. Myself, that never thought would ever get married…
I bought my first car, opened two businesses, my life and work became the same thing, employees, big clients, and when the professional side began to show good results, it was the personal side that spoke louder. I sold everything I had, I left home and moved from Brazil to New Zealand. That island in the corner of the world map, where they speak a language different than mine, where it’s cheaper to buy another car but much more expensive to buy food. Where I discovered how it feels to miss the ones I love without necessarily being sad and to walk on the streets without fear.
This was also the decade that someone threatened me with a gun pointed to my head, only to steal my bag, and that I spent one day in jail, arrested.
That I jumped, only the parachute and I, in the center of Curitiba – something that is prohibited for students nowadays. This after spending the whole night at a rave party. And talking about parties, this was the decade that I also spent a week camping in an electronic music festival at Chapada dos Veadeiros, centre of Brazil, and in another one at a tiny island in Rio de Janeiro – the best party I’ve ever been.
It was on my twenty and something that for the first time in my life I could sit cross-legged as an Indian, after taking another decision that would change my life: a surgery to put a hip prosthesis.
And it was during the last of these twenty years, closing them with a golden key, that a dream that didn’t even know I had came true and I spent half a year traveling the world. Seeing, hearing, smelling, feeling, knowing, trying to understand, experiencing.
Surely this post forgot many other important things (or just didn’t want to tell hehe), things that some people will read and remember. Ah, these people that I learned to recognize as the most important thing in life!
No, definitely I don’t have a list of things I missed doing before I’m 30. I’ve even thought of creating a list of things to do before I’m 40… another trip around the world, what else… but thinking again, this is nonsense!
Living is the best way to make things happen, and I hope the next decade will be just like the last one, full of delightful surprises.
I don’t want to know how tomorrow will be, only when it comes I’ll be able to tell what is like to be a woman in her thirties.