“Everything you go through grows you”
On 25th May 2018, I turned 30. Three decades of life! Unlike the film 13 going on 30, where Jenna dreams of adulthood, thinking it will be easier, I always had a contrary view. I dreaded growing up and becoming an adult. I was a diligent and vigilant child, often observing adults fiercely arguing or discussing problems. I would tell myself, “I don’t want to be an adult; it’s so good here,” especially during the ’90s. But life waits for no one, and here I am, 30 years old.
When I was twenty, I realised that one day I would turn thirty. The thought filled me with pure anguish and dread of getting old. It’s amusing how much can change in ten years. Back then, people in their forties rarely considered themselves old. Society has evolved; we no longer dwell on such things. Nowadays, people seek a more peaceful, healthier, and agreeable way of life. I’m glad that my dread has faded; this decade has brought me immense knowledge, often through mistakes. I feel infinitely more mature and reflect on how much better I feel now. Although I don’t have the energy of a child, I can enjoy life more fully and discern what is worth my time. I’ve realised the importance of not wasting time on trivialities, foolish fights, gossip, or those who drain my energy. I like where I got it.
One of the most significant lessons I’ve learned is detachment. Moving from Brazil to the UK was a trial by fire.
One of the most significant lessons I’ve learned is detachment. Moving from Brazil to the UK was a trial by fire. Just three months before moving to the UK, I had rented an empty apartment, bought furniture and appliances, and even got a rabbit (something I always wanted) along with my two dogs. Then, suddenly, I decided to leave. Living abroad had always been a dream; I knew this was my last chance. So, I went for it. I detached from material possessions, the rabbit I donated to a child, the dogs I left with my ex-mother-in-law, friends, family, and even my Law university in the last year. (in Brazil, Law uni takes 5 years to graduate). I had only a month to vacate the apartment and get rid of my belongings, so I donated a lot. Whenever someone questioned, “Are you sure you want to donate that?” I thought, “I will carry only memories from this life.” This taught me to be less consumerist, a valuable habit to develop. I had to leave much behind, but I was fortunate to be able to continue my work remotely.
I’ve concluded that life comes in phases, and what we sow today, we reap tomorrow. Looking back, I’m happy with who I’ve become and what I achieved, whether intellectual or spiritual. Not everyone knows the other side of Gabi, but that’s what this blog is for, right? I hope that in ten years, I’ll be exchanging even more knowledge with you. I’m grateful to everyone who has supported me throughout my life. Today, I’m truly happy and want nothing more than what I have. ♥
