The Thing About Growing Up

People talk endlessly about what it means to grow up. What changes, what it feels like, what starts and what ends. Especially when you’re in your twenties, everyone talks at you like you’re some rare and mildly venomous unicorn learning how to fly. “But you’re in your twenties,” they say, as an answer to pretty much everything. It ends up being the reason AND the excuse AND the fault all at once.

My observations about becoming an adult: you just have to deal with a lot more logistics. That’s all adulthood is, the logistics of living, of life. Another thing I’m picking up on? Motherhood seems to be essentially just taking on the logistics of another (tiny) person.

I want to be five again.

image from Whisk & Whittle 

2 thoughts on “The Thing About Growing Up

  1. Hi Joy! That last line made me laugh. I think this is so true. I feel like there are so many more banal things that you have to take care of as an adult. But I guess that makes “me” time that much more enjoyable. 🙂

  2. I cannot concur more. Logistics and responsibilities. When i finally get to know about myself more, the sudden reality slaps me in the face to get out from the comfort of enjoying my newly revealed self and do the endless responsibilities and chores required to survive, let alone thrive.

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