Level -> RE: Growing Up (4/19/2006 4:27:04 AM)
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ORIGINAL: NakedOnMyChain Looking through some of the old posts I made, I find it so interesting how much a person can change in a few short months, or even a few short years. At ten I though I was grown up because I was allowed to get my ears pierced. At thirteen I thought I was grown up because I was a teenager. At sixteen I learned to drive, and thought I was the hottest new adult on the market. At eighteen I could buy my own cigarettes and vote, so I must be an adult, right? At twenty I wasn't a teen anymore, and I'd finally achieved a respectable grown up age. At twenty-one I could get into bars and drink my fill, and of course that's the ultimate test of adulthood. Now, I look at those little landmarks and laugh. It's sweet laughter, and I enjoyed my innocence (if you could call it that) thoroughly. I'm just now realizing (not knowing, really realizing) that I'll never be grown-up by the standards you think of when you're sixteen. There will always be something new to learn, always an unexpected curve-ball thrown your way that makes you realize you'll never be quite as adult as you think you are. At 22, I've finally morphed into something that looks like an adult, can talk like an adult, carries herself like an adult, but will never be quite mature enough to not laugh at poop jokes, to not revel in playing in a rainstorm, to not make mistakes, to not find pleasure in all the little things you sometimes miss as you grow up and move on. I've left behind friends and lovers, family and ideals. Some are bright shining beacons of memory, and others were better left by the wayside. Just now, with the impending act of becoming a mother, and the fairly recent event of my marriage am I realizing one more little shred of wisdom: that the world doesn't revolve around me anymore. I'm sure I'm in for some other shocking revelations before the ride is over, and I look forward to them. Balanced with the little ungrown-up things, I think that I'm in for a heck of a ride, and I intend to enjoy every second of it. I'll never grow up, really. But I'll enjoy the effort and the learning that comes with the experience. I'm in a pensive mood, and I couldn't quite tell you why I felt like posting that. With that said, what are your experiences with realizing you aren't as adult as you think you are? Beautiful post, Naked... I'm 41, and still laugh at "poop" jokes, and dear lord don't let one rip or I'll really crack up... but at 22, this experience you're having, just wait until the 30s and 40s.... you'll really see the difference, I bet. Level
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