Tuesday, October 1, 2013

The Adult Threshold: Age 25

Winter Formal Picture - I'm 16!
If you're a young adult, you know what new things you can (or cannot) do once you hit certain benchmark ages.

At 16, you can get your license!!!!!!!

At 18, you can drive minors legally, buy cigarettes, buy lottery tickets, go to prison, vote, etc.

At 21, you can drink alcohol and you can drink more alcohol.

And at age 25, you can rent a car without insanely high fees (among other things).  The government considers you "responsible" now.  There is nothing left to look forward to.  This is your last benchmark. Well, until you hit 65.  And that's not something you're looking forward to.

I recently hit my last "young" benchmark.  I no longer have any age-restricted, coming-of-age celebrations to look forward to that aren't decades. 



I'm on the right and 4 years old.
When I was growing up, my sisters and I would play house with our Barbies.  The oldest daughter would always be 16, and the mother would always be 25!  Because 25 was old!

Now, all of you who are ahead of me in age are scoffing at my anxiety.  I know!  I'm young.  What do I have to complain about?  Nothing, really.  I have nothing to complain about (except where did my metabolism go?!).  It's just for the first time in my life, I've reached an age that had always seemed so far away before.

I guess being not that far past the "days of my youth", I look back and realize both how much and how little time has gone by, but how much has happened regardless.

Not five years ago, I was single, in college, still living with my parents, and relatively unburdened.  I had my responsibilities, but nothing major.  No real bills to pay.  I worked a few days a week.  I played Bejeweled.  I had a flip phone with a Qwerty keyboard. Life was carefree.

A few weeks ago. My sister-in-law and I after my photoshoot!
Now, I am married, living in my first house sans parentals, working five days a week, commuting, and handling the utility bills.  I don't play Bejeweled every day.  I have an iPhone, so work has a tether on my free time.

I realized that I've made my transition into adulthood.  I've left the period of youthfulness.  I've immersed myself in the next stage in my life.

But one cannot forget their childhood, where they came from, what shaped them into who they were today.  And while there are many moments which I cringe at the memories, a face palm well-earned, I know that each embarrassing moment, each emotional outburst, "all work together for the good for those who love Him." (Romans 8:28)

Onward we go!


Soli Deo Gloria.


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