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She’s got the key to the door, never been 21 before

 

Renovations to the backyard are still continuing. We’d decided to do them before our daughter begged to have her 21st birthday party in the backyard. She wanted a Britney themed party and said that if people were going to a hotel in the city they would not dress up so it was on. It was a really hot day and the slushy machine struggled to freeze until just at the last minute. We had to do a booze run at 10 pm as we had run out of drinks! It was worth all the dramas of organising to see the look on her face when her friends performed a song and dance routine especially for her.

It got me to thinking and researching why 21? What’s the relevance of the specific age to be considered an adult? Apparently according to Mr Google, 21 was the age in the Middle Ages that young men were capable of carrying a full suit of armour and they became a knight. Remember the giant keys we used to get? The key was to symbolise that the door to maturity was open, you were now old enough to afford a house and be a senior in the household

Me at 21? I was married to a young man the same age as myself, a marriage that lasted for a whole 9 months due to both of us being immature and not wanting to fight too hard to be together. I saw marriage as a way to escape the country town I was living in and move to the exciting city. I felt the expectation to get married and have children as that is what my sisters had done before me. It all seemed so glamorous at the time, the dress, the reception, the attention. Warning bells should have rung that little bit louder when the night before the wedding, the groom wanted to spend the night at the pub with his mates and couldn’t say goodbye to me as I left after dinner.

One of my goals when I had daughters was that they experienced life first and didn’t fall into the trap that I had done. I’m very proud that Ms JEB has completed her Uni degree, she’s travelled a bit, been to music festivals and danced in mud, has written a score for a Fringe show as well as acting in it – all by the age where I was in debt, trying to be part of a married couple, gaining weight rapidly and generally miserable. However, everything that happened in my past has led me to here which is a pretty good place to hang out in.

What were you doing at 21? Would you consider yourself an adult looking back now? And please bear in mind that the photo of me at 21 was taken at my 70’s themed birthday party, I didn’t really dress that badly I hope!

 

 

 

8 Comments
  • Marilyn Scholz

    January 11, 2017 at 06:15 Reply

    Awesome round up of a 21st! Its an interesting concept isn’t it?
    I was married for two and a half years by 21, and had my first baby the following year, did all my “living it up” after kids! I have travelled and held some pretty super jobs, but no “qualification”. My life is great, and I think I had a dress like that in the 70’s! Lol! ❤

    • Michelle Boyd

      January 11, 2017 at 06:30 Reply

      It’s like life goes in cycles, ebbs and flows. When I had little kids I felt I was in a holding pattern and now that the active parenting has become less and less, it’s like life is ramping up again. And that wasn’t a dress my friend, it was pantsuit with a zip the whole way up the torso!!

  • joannespeirs

    January 11, 2017 at 07:16 Reply

    Great blog!! I married a month after my 21st birthday. Just starting to live life now the kids are getting older and have more $$!

    • Michelle Boyd

      January 11, 2017 at 07:56 Reply

      Ready for Round 2 of life – can’t wait!

  • Nat Tucker

    January 11, 2017 at 10:49 Reply

    I also married at 21, divorced at 29 and married again at 30. I think you and I had the same ideas about escaping Michelle. Thank goodness our kids want to live life to it’s fullest.

    • Michelle Boyd

      January 11, 2017 at 22:21 Reply

      I left my husband thinking that he would beg me to come back and pledge undying love – instead he saw it as the escape and we’ve spoken only once since the day I packed up and left. We owe it to ourselves to live life to the fullest, we’ve seen only recently how short that life can be.

  • Lisa Jones

    January 11, 2017 at 11:59 Reply

    I remember your 21st! Think I wore an old tunic style school uniform. It is amazing to look back, and reflect on things. ☺

    • Michelle Boyd

      January 11, 2017 at 22:13 Reply

      Lisa, that is your arm you can just see in the photo 🙂 I like to reflect when I think I’ve still got a lot of things I want to achieve and get panicked. Makes you think about how much you have achieved already

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