# Epistle to my Twenties

In all cultures, one can find such a thing as a “transition celebration” in which one feels that one has reached a turning point with a “transition year”.

In many families on the Western European mainland, the 21st year used to be the year of coming of age. Young people hoped that once there was a 2 in front of their era, a new world would open up.
But after that 21st birthday, it seemed that they still had to work hard to live up to their potential or to be recognised. For many, that brought some disillusionment, while others quickly started looking forward to a 3 in the era.
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just setting my foot in my 30’s and to be honest am very excited as well as sad as I bid my adieu to the most amazing years of my life that I will never get back -the 20’s.

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Twenties will always be special. Trust me it’s more special than your sixteen or what your Fifties will bring. Twenties brings you hopes and dreams and people start looking at you from a bigger perspective. It’s when you realise you were just an egg preparing to hatch and life begins now. It transforms you into this different being you never knew and you suddenly shed your skin and finally the wings have grown and ready or not you have to fly. The 20’s also have lots of expectations from you as it throws you new lights leading to a newer path. They are the most crucial age as it lingers the longest. Twenties steps unannounced- stealthily and silently while you feel like that small caterpillar which is still inside of you.

I wasn’t sure what to do with this sudden leap into a new journey that was paving my way…

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