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Ever have one of those moments where you realized--you actually ARE an adult? And this was how your life was going to be from now on? I'm not talking about milestones--moving out on your own, your first car payment, buying a house.
I'm talking about that second in time where you look up from a completely mundane activity and realize that this is it. This is what being an adult is.
I had one just the other night.
I had gone home to collect my new (mentally deranged) kitten from my mother's brood, where he had been born. And my sister, her new man, his son and a little girl from my sister's class were already there.
So, we're all sitting around after dinner, talking about nothing. And that's when it hit me--I have a life, compeletely outside of my immediate family now. I have a family of my own (okay, so they're my friends, but family is family--don't split hairs.) and so does my sister. She has a man she'll probably have children with someday, and he already has a child that my mother treats like her grandchild.
I don't know if anyone else has ever gone through something like this, but it's strange to me to realize that, when we get together as a family now, there's the very real possibility of another generation. That my mother will no longer by just my mother--someday, she will be a grandmother. That I am not just a sister or a cousin or a niece or daughter anymore--someday, I will be an aunt, and even a mother. (Well....someday, I will be an aunt.)
Is this what being an adult is?
Love,
Darkchilde:)
I'm talking about that second in time where you look up from a completely mundane activity and realize that this is it. This is what being an adult is.
I had one just the other night.
I had gone home to collect my new (mentally deranged) kitten from my mother's brood, where he had been born. And my sister, her new man, his son and a little girl from my sister's class were already there.
So, we're all sitting around after dinner, talking about nothing. And that's when it hit me--I have a life, compeletely outside of my immediate family now. I have a family of my own (okay, so they're my friends, but family is family--don't split hairs.) and so does my sister. She has a man she'll probably have children with someday, and he already has a child that my mother treats like her grandchild.
I don't know if anyone else has ever gone through something like this, but it's strange to me to realize that, when we get together as a family now, there's the very real possibility of another generation. That my mother will no longer by just my mother--someday, she will be a grandmother. That I am not just a sister or a cousin or a niece or daughter anymore--someday, I will be an aunt, and even a mother. (Well....someday, I will be an aunt.)
Is this what being an adult is?
Love,
Darkchilde:)