I admonish myself with these words,
'Else, I reach the point where life sucks:
The ride from child to adult
Is worth every mile,
Me: When you grow up, something grows down. To grow up is to outgrow stuff!
Anonymous: Growing up happens in a heartbeat. One day you're in diapers; the next day you're gone. But the memories of childhood stay with you for the long haul.
Anonymous: …Now that you're an adult, take refuge in the fact that some things are beyond your control. You owe it to yourself to steer clear of people who are harmful to your health.
Me: Growing up means becoming responsible for who you are and what you do.
Anonymous: ...Acceptance of the fact that everything you say or do has consequences, and taking ownership of those consequences. In life, other than being struck by lightning or obliterated by a piece of falling 'space junk', there are no accidents.
Anonymous: I felt the taste of mortality in my mouth, and at that moment I understood that I was not going to live forever. It takes a long time to learn that, but when you finally do, everything changes inside you; you can never be the same again. I was seventeen years old, and all of a sudden, without the slightest flicker of a doubt, I understood that my life was my own, that it belonged to me and no one.
Me: Flexibility decreases with ageing. As you grow older, the clocks run faster, the effects of your choices wax stronger, and become more and more irreversible.
Anonymous: Growing up is more than learning how to act in public. Growing up is learning how to make the right choices, especially when no one else is looking.
Anonymous: I am now 33 years old, and it feels like much time has passed and is passing faster and faster every day. Day to day I have to make all sorts of choices about what is good and important and fun, and then I have to live with the forfeiture of all the other options those choices foreclose. And I'm starting to see how as time gains momentum my choices will narrow and their foreclosures multiply exponentially until I arrive at some point on some branch of all life's sumptuous branching complexity at which I am finally locked in and stuck on one path and time speeds me through stages of stasis and atrophy and decay until I go down for the third time, all struggle for naught, drowned by time. It is dreadful. But since it's my own choices that'll lock me in, it seems unavoidable--if I want to be any kind of grownup, I have to make choices and regret foreclosures and try to live with them.
Me: Growing up entails pointing more fingers at myself and pointing fewer finger(s) at others.
Anonymous: Growing up implies the following_
1.) Stop complaining and start brainstorming solutions when problem arises.
2.) Not giving a damn about opinion of others without offending them.
3.) Accepting life is unfair, and that not everybody will achieve the same result given the same amount of effort.
4.) Be smart enough to not get fooled, but naive enough to not wish evil upon others.
Me: Growing up doesn’t mean gaining in age. It is more akin to Maturity. Maturity is a function of Density of experience. Experience: what you do with what happens to you.
Anonymous: To me, growing up (maturing) is a stage in one’s life where they begin to see the long term consequences in life, instead of just the immediate. Caring as much for the future results of actions today as much as the results of actions today…
Me: Growing up means finding yourself (self awareness), accepting yourself, defining what you want, edging toward it with what you’ve got, and respecting the other who charts another course. It’s also about figuring out how the environment works…
Anonymous: ...It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you've known forever don't see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.
Me: It is either you’re growing up OR you are growing down. Growing up or getting better is manual (i.e. HARD) and optional, while growing down/ decaying/ growing old is mandatory and automatic.
Maya Angelou: I am convinced that most people do not grow up...We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.
Me: The demarcation between dreams and realty becomes more vivid when you grow up. You have to work hard to reconcile the two. As an adult, the castles you built in the air (when you were a kid) fall to the ground, crumbling to rubble ruins or remaining intact.
Me: You are served with an overwhelming cocktail of distractions, when growing up. You have to selectively ignore… you have to keep your cool… you have to retain your focus!
**Dear reader, this is the breadth of the thoughts flying inside my head.**
Thank you for settling down to read my post!!!