On adulthood
“Critics who treat ‘adult’ as a term of approval, instead of as a merely descriptive term, cannot be adults themselves. To be concerned about being grown up, to admire the grown up because it is grown up, to blush at the suspicion of being childish; these things are the marks of childhood and adolescence… When I was ten, I read fairytales in secret and would have been ashamed if I had been found doing so. Now that I am fifty I read them openly. When I became a man, I put away childish things, including the fear of childishness and the desire to be very grown up.” – C.S. Lewis
I suppose I’m an adult, but I’m not sure I’ve ever really grown up fully. I have my adult responsibilities, but I love playing video games, reading Star Wars fiction, and many of my friends are 30 or more years younger than I am.
I want to laugh and be a child again. I truly would love to be that carefree once more. I think that shall be part of my new goals.
<3 Thank you for reminding me.
OK, I’m bigger now, but I never grew up. In fact, had a dream when I was a kid who had just learned to sew about cutting my mother’s favorite dress off to shorten it that she had given me, while knowing I was making a Big Mistake and would want it longer again later…and I took that warning to heart.
How old do you feel?
I feel as if I’m about fourteen – and I’ve felt that age since I was around six. Funny, isn’t it? Especially since I’m actually 56 years long at this time. The body ages…but not the attitude – if you’re smart enough to keep what’s best about being a kid.