When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?
As I write this post I am forced to ask myself a simple question this post has stirred up ” Have I really grown up” or I have learned the art and craft of what’s called a grown up.
Speaking the heart out I felt grown up the day I left home after my grads and decided that I am the creator of myself, good, bad or ugly all decisions will be mine and I am proud of them today. It is like taking a stand and taking care of yourself and everything around you. You need to master the art of what’s good and bad and move ahead, this is the best way forward in the teaching by life. The more dependency you have the bigger problem you create for yourself.
The takeaway from this is that be responsible and start owning things, sooner the better and be your own decision maker. Hold on, I am not asking you to be a dull rudimentary person, I strongly believe in the phrase Work hard, party harder. So at times go with the tide and relive as a kid, after all we all have a hidden child in us.
Having a lovely kid and wife and to take their collective responsibility makes me feel the reason enough to be a grown up. It is always good however to brood in the past and relive your childhood days, now I do this with my kid and do become a kid as and when required.
I seem to enjoy my present, love my past and believe I will make a wonderful future…..
To end up I am not that bothered much about my being grown up but how fast my girl, daddy girl is growing up… Daddy’d girl she was now she goes another way….