Ah 2016, the coffee stain on the desk that is the 2010’s. It’s certainly been a bit of a weird year! Politics have turned down a road that no-one expected. Not even those leading the way saw this coming! On top of this, there are claims of the year being cursed thanks to a constant stream of big name deaths from all corners of the entertainment industry. 2016 has certainly been a year that many want to be over!
So it struck me the other day that even though I’m technically now an adult, I don’t feel like I’m growing up. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve grown up from my teenage years, but I still feel like I’m in my early 20’s even though I’m bordering 30. The Daily Post is Mind the Gap, I felt it would be a good topic to attempt to cover.
After thinking about this for the past few days, I’ve realised there’s a vast difference between growing up and being an adult. When I was younger I used to think being an adult and growing up went hand in hand. You go to school, then college and uni and then get a job. At some point on this journey you find the love of your life, get married and have kids, et voilà – You’re a fully fledged, grown-up adult!
Boy, was I wrong.
This is an open letter to the best mum I know… My wife, the Mother of our 3 children.
You are the glue to our family and I know that without you, we would have fallen apart a long time ago.
You are constantly giving up for us and not in the bad way.