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10 years ago I was 35 years old and, if I think at that time, I can see myself like a young lady in her 20ies! My life wasn’t so changed compared to the previous 10 years: I used to play volleyball, going out with friends practically every night, changing boyfriend every third month, travelling a lot… Of course, I was working, as a sales specialist at that time, but at the beginning of any meeting with clients I had to introduce myself and clarify that I had finished my studies a long time earlier and I was experienced enough to be there!
Well, what happened later? It was exactly during my 37th summer that I decided to have become old! I was in Sardegna with my friends and, simply, I started to go to bed “early”, while my friends were going to disco and hanging out until the wee hours of the morning… they started calling me “la nonna” (translation in English: “their grandma”!). I don’t really know why I behaved in that way, but it was like I suddenly realized that I should be more “mature” at my age, change interests (for example reading in place of having a drink), in other words outgrow!
After that summer, I don’t think I really grew up…To be honest I spent most of my time working very hardly (until a burn-out some years later!). Ok, I stopped changing boyfriend every quarter, that’s true, I met a nice guy and we went living together, but we were/are not that kind of couple with specific projects to realize, like children (that at the end we couldn’t have), and so we live from day to day, just enjoying the time together … more or less like an old couple (note: he’s 10 years younger than me!).
So, what really changed in my last 10 years? Probably I lost the need to do always something. Now I can appreciate a night at home, talking with one dear friend instead of a bunch of people, just thinking in place of attending any course available in my town! I don’t know if this means to have grown up, but I’m curious… What’s next? We’ll see!
