The fact that I’m getting married in less than a month has made me think about a lot of things.Â Things such as: ‘Wow, I’m going to be someone’s wife.Â Am I grown up enough to be a wife?’Â I’m grown up enough to be a teacher and influencer on many small, impressionable lives.Â I’m grown up enough to have a house, and a business, and a whole bunch of critters that rely on me to care for them.Â But what really makes a grown up?Â This got me thinking, and in that thinking, got me realizing that sometime in the past ten years I have grown up.Â Sometime between 18 and 28 I’ve gotten to a point where I’m ready to be a wife.Â Here are some of the realizations that brought me to this conclusion:
You know you’re a grown up when…
During a talk with teens about their parents rules, you find yourself siding with their parents.
You wake up before 9am on weekend mornings, and that’s sleeping in
While shopping for clothing, you find yourself saying, “If I were ten years younger, I could wear that.”
You sweep under your couches for the first time in months and instead of finding beer caps, you find Legos
Seeing a kid you haven’t seen in years is disturbing, because they were supposed to stay the same age, and they went and grew up on you.
You find yourself complaining about things you never used to care about, like health insurance rates, brake pads, and taxes.
You almost have a heart attack when you realize that your oldest students were born in the year that you graduated from high school.
Your grocery cart is filled with actual food instead of ramen and beer.
During your fiance’s first visit to Urban Outfitters, he says, ‘It’s a neat place.’ You say, ‘Yeah, it’s kind of like Anthropologie for kids.’
Your clock radio is set to wake you to the gentle voices of NPR instead of music.
When fantasizing about winning the lottery, the first thing you see yourself buying is a dishwasher.
Having a wild weekend consists of going out for a few beers with friends.
Your students ask you to put on some music in class, and you can’t come up with a single popular song to play.
You catch yourself saying: “When I was your age…”
You make a list like this and realize that in twenty years you’ll look back on it and think, ‘oh, I was so young.’
Happy Trails, and stay young!