Daily writing prompt

When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

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I find this topic interesting.

A lot reading may disagree.

Physically growing up has priority over spiritual evolution. The flesh is far more ragged…and susceptible to aging, that’s obvious.

If you are choosing suits over jeans, good for you! It’s not a determining factor.

Those willing to diminish societal ideals of what growth is are probably more mature than people realize. Child like wonder solves problems, not stern stewardship. We have a plethora of problems because the imagination for most doesn’t exist.

You were told growing up that your imagination is only meant for childish things. What do we gain when we cannot think for ourselves, or explore the depths of our mind when we are taught to shut it off?

I have never felt “grown up.” I’ve hit ages where changes should occur, but I physically look and act like I am in my mid twenties. I don’t want to grow up, I know that I will age.

But I am not immature. In fact, I am wiser than most of the people I come across – they have even told me so. I enjoy my wonderment, my fascination of the stars, of existence…everything. I relish the moments I can laugh, and behold ridiculous or wondrous ideas. I know the moment I fit into the mold my mother and society has waiting for me, my spirit will die a little.

You cannot raise children “acting like an adult.” You have a role to teach and protect, but beyond that…its tempering for the outside world that only seeks to destroy their bright spirits. Deviating away from what’s expected, and doing what you feel is best for both you and your children will build an enamoring relationship that everyone can see. The amount of times I am told how well behaved my children are – I would doubt that in my younger years. I accept it now that I am older. Always about keeping the magic alive. Never about living up to my falsehoods and dashed dreams I surrendered to become a normal American adult.

So I have never felt grown up. I insist on destroying any ideas of that, and prefer to get in the ocean of stars that are my thoughts. It has kept me sane, actually.