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There have been times in my life where I've said, "Holy CRAP! I'm an ADULT!" but then I am usually reminded somehow that part of me is still learning and growing, and I'm still in the "mistakes must be made to learn" stage of my life. Failure is a distinct option. Does embracing that make me more grown-up? I don't know.
Part of me feels 25 is old, and that a lot of what I want to do with my life has passed me by. But then I look at those older than I am, my clients, parents, and friends, and realize I still have a lot of living left to do, and all of the things I want to happen can happen someday. In that respect, I still feel like a child.
I think of the other people I know who are my age, and I'd like to think we're all facing many of the same questions, the same dilemmas. I went to a potluck a couple of weeks ago where many people my age were present, as well as an older contingent of the host's family members, including his mother. The group addressed this issue of becoming adult as we talked, and a lot of us feel as if we are sort of in this proto-adult stage, regardless of what we've done or where we are in life. The host's mother agreed with this sentiment, and she said even she, in her fifties, feels the same way. We are adults when we have to be, I suppose, and the rest of the time, something else--regardless of our age.
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If I am not better, at least I am different. --Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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