matthew-sobol asked: I'm well past what you would call "adult" age, but can I be as awesome as you when I grow up?
I didn’t grow up until I was 30ish, so you might be right on track.
(Also: reports of my awesome may be exaggerated. You’ve been warned.)
My father is turning 70 in a week, and he hasn’t grown up at all…
Growing old is inevitable. Growing up is optional.
I think it depends on how you define “growing up.”
I tend to bristle at the romanticized notion of perennial childhood. To me, there’s an honor and a relief in taking responsibility, looking after others rather than insisting others look after you, and recognizing you’re not the center of the universe and that few things are as black and white or drama-filled as they seemed in adolescence — all these things are among the many ways I define adulthood.
If you define “growing up” as forgetting how to play, abandoning imagination or dreams… well, we have different definitions, is all. What I think of as not being a grown up, I’m fairly certain is not what you’re lauding in your dad. I suspect what you’re describing, I would just perceive as a playful adult.
(I’ve had to do business on occasion with adult children. My impulse, rightly so, I’d say, was to put them in time out.)
I want to be a grown up. And I want to model the behavior of a responsible adult for my children — both so they have the freedom to be the children they are and so that they have a paradigm for adult behavior when it’s time, many years from now, for them to take my role.