I dropped off my daughter with the sitter this morning and as I walked back to the car, I came to the realization that I am now half-way to 70. This really doesn't bother me. Really. We get older. I really have no problem with that.
The strange thing is that as I was walking back to the car I felt very much like a kid. Like a teenager. Which is, I guess, how I see myself. Much of the time anyway. I'm wearing jeans, a thermal with a printed tee over it, and red Converse One-Stars. I don't feel like I'm fighting growing up. I've pretty well got growing up under my belt. I've been married 13 years. Got a 2-year-old and another on the way. I'm fully "adult".
Do you get to the point where you actually feel "adult"???
I haven't gotten to that point yet. And I hope I never do.
I always feel like I've got more to learn. I know that I'm not the best at anything. There's always someone better. Sad, but true.
Some things have changed. Responsibility changes some of our actions and choices. I don't drive like I used to. Though I'm still more likely to pass than be passed... I spend less. I would rather be home with my family than just about anything.
But some things have not changed. I still feel like the goofy kid who was never fully in the "in" crowd, but not fully out of it either. I would still rather laugh. I still try to find the fun in any situation. 'Cause if it's not fun, I'd rather do something else.
So, for this still-goofy 35-year-old, I hope I always feel this way. 35, going on 19.