The day had finally arrived:
I had tried my best to Honor my Journey up to this day with my Living 49 Project , revisiting a Lifetime of Memories on my Instagram ( Scroll down, you’ll see the pics ), Journaling, Visual Journaling, and making Art ( perhaps I will make a Zine Issue out of all of it ).
I did feel Special because it was in a City that held a Lifetime of Memories for Me, I was Blessed to have walked this Earth for 50 Years, and I feel I had lived all the Experiences (Bliss Filled, n o t so Bliss Filled, and everything in between) that God had gifted me with, to the F U L L .
As I woke up to a ‘ Happy Birthday ‘ from my Cousin and a hand-full of wishes on Social Media, I got ready for my Day.
First, Breakkie in the Restaurant Downstairs:
Then took an Uber to the only Mural I wanted to take a picture in front of:
Shoreditch Birthday Angel …
While taking the picture in the Rain, a kind Gent walking by said ‘ Model that Photo ! and My Cousin commented, ‘ It’s her Birthday today! ‘ … He joyfully said ‘Happy Birthday! ‘ To wit I answered, ‘ I’m 50 today! ‘ He then threw back over his shoulder, ‘ Keep looking 17!’ SO touched I shouted back ‘ Thank You, Love!’ …
Perfect Birthday Moment.
We went to the Mall near the old Olympic Stadium ( I know ) to get Snow Boots because it was Winter in the UK and I treated Myself to an Instax Camera because I needed a new one!
Bought my own Birthday Cards as well.
After finally getting a cab in the snow + regrouping back at the Hotel, we did a bit of Touring via an Uber on the way to Westminster Abbey:
I had been to the Abbey before, but returning as an Adult on my Birthday seemed, Appropriate:
As stated earlier, this was a Whirlwind trip. Lots of getting in + out of ubers, cabs, and trains but when I had Bliss filled moments, moments of intention and purpose, they made up for all the hurried – ness in spades.
I had about 5 of these types of Moments through out the trip and being at Westminster Abbey was the first.
We weren’t allowed to take photos in the Abbey, but I did sneek in one:
It seems like a bit of a Metaphor for the trip, for my Journey into 50 … the light at the end of the Tunnel.
From the moment I walked in, I felt an enormous sense of awe, peace, home.
I can’t adequately put it into words …
It was like closing my eyes and tilting my face towards the sun.
And then I cried.
As I lit a Candle for a Loved One, I had a bit of an Epiphany.
I was supposed to be here, at this exact Moment, on my 50th Birthday, and I will not let this Gift go, lightly …
Thank you God for 50 Years of Life.
We Toured a bit on a Bus we paid a l o t for:
Had snack before My Birthday Dinner ( Right? It was cold + we were hungry ):
Best Bit One: The Gin
Best Bit Two: The Last Course of Bone Marrow
Best Bit Three: My Handmade Chocolate
Thank You Soph for My Birthday Dinner! xx
Somewhere after Dinner, on the way to find Christmas Lights in Minus 12 Degree Weather, I bought myself some Birthday Bits:
And this happens on my Birthday sometimes, I got a bit Sad.
Maybe because I was turning 50, but mostly because Loved Ones that I thought would Call, Text, or leave a Message somewhere on Social Media, did not … and it hit me a bit hard.
I shared this with my Cousin, and she said ‘ I’m here ‘ as she grabbed my hand in comfort.
I will always Love her for that.
I cheered up considerably when we finally found Carnaby Street ( where we were the night before, we just didn’t turn the right c o r n e r ):
As the above video bit states, good thing the shops were all closed or we would have had no money for the rest of the trip!
Back at the Hotel I took some more pics to honor the day:
Scanned B + W Instax
I called my Parents, We packed + had our last night in London.
Not nearly enough time in London, I missed going to an Art Museum, the Sunday Markets in East London, and seeing my Friends.
London will always be a magical place for me, but somehow on this trip it was different.
I will go back to explore on my own, and I can’t wait!
London will always be the place that I turned 50.
Next Blog Post: Avebury, Lacock Village, Bath and Oxford!