As a child, I could not wait to be all grown up.
I couldn’t wait to be an adult; make my own choices; do what I wanted to do. I couldn’t wait to have a job; buy my first car and my first house.
My childhood was hard but I was loved and cared for and my parents did their best to shelter us from life’s difficulties. My parents made a lot of sacrifices for us and somehow I thought that when I was “all grown up,” I would learn from my parents; make better decisions; do things differently.
That’s what I did. I studied further than anyone in my family and I am what I always wanted to be; what I always dreamed I would be.
But life is not as easy as I thought it would. I have a car, yes, but I have the loan that goes with it. I have a house, yes, but I have a bond that goes with it. I may not face the same problems and difficulties that my parents faced but I have my own problems and difficulties.
I thought that when I was an adult, I would have all the answers; that somehow me being an adult would somehow change the world (or at least how I see it).
I spent so much of my childhood wishing it away, willing it to go quicker, so that I could go study and be a grown up, be what I wanted to be, that I missed out on the one most important thing of simply being a child.
I wish someone had told me what hard work it is to be a grown up.
If I could have a do-over and was asked “What did I want to be when I grew up?”, My answer would simply be ” I will let you know when I am all grown up!”
This post was written in response to *Daily Prompt:Futures Past*”
Today’s daily prompt questions how far off our adult life is compared to what we imagined it would be when we were children.
I thought that I would link my answer to this post as I think that is sets out how I feel about being a grown up. I am living my dream in the sense that I am in the occupation that I always wanted and dreamed of being in. It certainly is not as glamorous as what I believed it would be and it certainly is not even close to how it is portrayed on TV and movies. I love who I am and what I do but being grown up is hard work and over-rated. The money that we thought our parents had, they had to work very hard for and we often didn’t see the bills and responsibilities as children.
I think that being grown up represented freedom and the ability to make your own decisions but with that freedom comes a whole lot of responsibility.