On Being an Adult

Sometimes I feel like a real adult. (Mostly I just feel like I’m playing they part.) I came across this quote by C.S. Lewis the other day & it fits what I’m talking about pretty perfectly:

“Thirty was so strange for me. I’ve really had to come to terms with the fact that I am now a walking and talking adult.”  -C. S. Lewis

I’m thirty one years old & still have thoughts as I’m driving around like, “Whoa. Someone gave me a license & put me behind the wheel of a car. What were they thinking?” I have the same thoughts every now & then at work. Do they realize that they just gave responsibility for running a Day Camp/retreat/Silent Auction Fundraiser to this girl? Yikes.

{Am I alone here? Anyone else have crazy moments like this?}

I had one of those moments (well, several really) last weekend. I flew “back home” for a college friend’s wedding. I mean, suddenly I found myself wandering through the airport like a pro, navigating security, finding my gate, finding coffee, boarding the plane-all like it was just no big deal. Just something I’ve done dozens of times before. Crazy.

And the wedding. *sigh*

It was wonderful. It was so fun to see a close friend literally bounce down the aisle to meet her groom. And then float back down the aisle arm in arm with him.

I also got the chance to spend a few hours at my parent’s house & be entertained by their 2 new {adorable} kittens. And I got to spend some good time with my best friend. Always good to see Laura!

One Reply to “On Being an Adult”

  1. That’s a good pic! I’ll email you a good group pic I have.

    I sort of go in and out of “being an adult.” Sometimes I 100% feel like an adult, and other times I feel like I’m just playing at it. I wonder when/if that wears off?

    I was just talking with my dad last weekend about how hard it is to watch a loved one grow older but retain the mental image of a younger self. It’s hard to want to accept help for things you feel like you can (or should be able to) do.

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