Eulogy for my 20s

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It's time to say goodbye. Well, it's time, more than anything. It is moving on and so I must say goodbye to you, my 20s, as I am carried along on this tide (you know the one that waits for no man) into my 30s.
We met in a bar. Or a club. Somewhere round there anyway. Thrown into being to the sounds of Bran Van 3000 and The Chemical Brothers. The cares we had weren't really cares at all, merely things to fill up the time between drinks and dances.
Within that first year we'd gone to LA on a whim, escaped the Millennium Bug and gone through the emotional upheaval of graduating, leaving Liverpool and getting a job.
Then we rocked the boat even more by making this one a two and turning my oldest friend into something rather more with a forever on the cards. It meant we spent six months fixing all the things that got so broken the night we got together. It was so worth every piece of heartbreak, skirting around the danger zone and not talking about it later.
We left home to set up together. Jobs changed and health deteriorated. No sooner had we celebrated our engagement than I died. Thankfully a very temporary state of affairs. Recovery and then health improved and jobs changed again. We moved house some more. We were growing up without being grown up at all.
We made the coupling official with two weddings and then turned our two to a three. Happiest and scariest time so far I'll tell you 20s. So many things to deal with which are only now really, really, settling down. Wouldn't change a thing.
So, dear 20s, it's been a rollercoaster, a blast. You have had the best and worst of me. Medicated to sleep and then wild from being woken I think we could have done better, but not much. We got educated, we got work, we got dead, we got back to life, we got married, we got offspring. Most of all we have an idea of what we want to do with this next decade. And that's a pretty cool thing you gave me - a compass for the next part of the journey.
Goodbye my 20s. I'll try not to forget you.