Life begins with infancy, grows into childhood and then blossoms into youth and finally graduates into adulthood:
“My guess is that before you know it, woomph and it’s done, that was your life.
Kids, however, impose a timeline. There are milestones aplenty: first tooth in and first tooth out: first words and first steps; going to school for the first time and leaving it for the first time.
They get report cards, and they are always momentous — can you imagine being similarly graded on how much more you know now versus last time they checked? Kids’ seasons are clearly marked with the kinds of books they carry or if they carry them at all. There are games and scores and lessons, all of which are recorded, documented, measured.
And then, adulthood. A free fall into a period when, if you’re not careful, nothing much happens at all.
All this struck me from my vantage point in the balcony of the theatre where my niece was graduating high school. It feels like only yesterday she was just a little girl who liked skipping, but, in fact, 18 years have slid by.
She did a lot in those years, but I have not changed a bit. It was a little melancholy on that balcony. The passage of time does that to me.” – Tracy Nesdoly
“I realized that in spite of myself, in spite of the promises I made to myself on my own high school graduation, I am waiting for my life to begin.
I am letting time slip through my hands without grabbing for anything. I listen with wonder to friends who have decided to visit a place they’ve never been simply because they’ve never been there, or to study something that intrigues them, or to perfect a skill. My friend Margie is figuring out why leaves turn red when it’s apparently easier to turn yellow — who knew? And maybe who cares, but she does, and she’s excited about what she’s discovering.
I love my friend Helen in part because she’s always doing something — taking off to Thailand to learn to scuba dive, or learning to fly a plane. And me? Well. I’m living. But I could put more life into the effort.
Without realizing it I’ve become lethargic. I am sitting out my turn.
I am now weary of that lethargy. Afraid of it, in fact.
And so I’m writing things down, making some plans, Stan, and looking into things like courses and groups. I’m getting out there, getting busy, doing the things today that I would love to do someday.
Maybe I’ll eat a cupcake for lunch and see a matinee on a rainy day. I’m learning fluent French this year, not someday. I’m going to ski. Time won’t pass unremarked and unremarkable.
I want to take my turn after all.” – Tracy Nesdoly
Embracing life, believing in dreams, working towards goals and achieving all take effort. When you grow up and are an adult, you don’t have to just work, raise a family, enjoy ordinary, mundane, easy-to-procure pleasures. Childhood could be the best time of life to teach small ones how to be adults and adults who still grow, achieve, learn, and experience life with an eye for it’s newness.