tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post2291857110400182417..comments2014-01-06T12:29:13.653-05:00Comments on Made from Concentrate: You can't go home againStineyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13972915920773429760noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post-83649346554912080162008-01-24T09:52:00.000-05:002008-01-24T09:52:00.000-05:00I'm glad other people have said this too, since I ...I'm glad other people have said this too, since I can't do it from a first hand perspective, but I had a conversation with my mom once where I said, "I don't feel like I'm ever going to be a grown-up." My mom said, "But that's a good thing! I didn't grow up until I had to." Something always catalyzes change. Sometimes those things are huge and force you to do things you never thought you would have to/want to do. Sometimes those catalysts are little and just pave the way for further changes. I think how much effect an event or person has on you depends much more on you than on the event or person. That is, graduating from college was, for some of my friends, the end of something, for some it was the beginning of something, and for some, like me, it was just a day when I got a diploma and my family came to visit. As far as marriage is concerned, some of my friends have started in on that, too. It's something I recognize, and yet don't fully understand. I know what you mean by the feeling that they're play-acting. But I suspect someday I WILL be ready, and I'll meet someone "right" or "passable" and then it won't seem so strange. I think MOST grown ups don't always feel like grown ups.wombathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04626324336361729316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post-77399575933248166372008-01-20T12:51:00.000-05:002008-01-20T12:51:00.000-05:00I have waited my whole life to feel like an adult....I have waited my whole life to feel like an adult. I think we all expect, when we are young, that we will feel differently when we are older. But honestly, I feel mostly the same on the inside as I did when I was younger. Yes, I have more experience and a little perspective, but not like I imagined being an "adult" would feel like. Sometimes I look at my 15 year old son and think, WHOA I have a kid!SwankyKnitterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12843710492763410941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post-54283721621540556442008-01-18T21:49:00.000-05:002008-01-18T21:49:00.000-05:00Funny, isn't it, when you realize things are (or h...Funny, isn't it, when you realize things are (or have?) up and changing on you? I remember realizing that same stage in my life--that I'd seemed to have moved on from my "young adulthood," but I was still single and not yet settled, exactly. It's an interesting stage--and ultimately, it was one of the times in my life that I remember the most fondly. :) <BR/><BR/>I can finally say, now, that I feel like an adult. :teehee: Maybe because my kids are going to start school? Maybe because we finally have a scary-big mortgage? I don't know what happened this year that changed it, but it's a funny thing when you realize that transition's come along too. <BR/><BR/>I love it when you wax philosophical! :)Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15518552696872304589noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post-20063178270517678402008-01-18T20:17:00.000-05:002008-01-18T20:17:00.000-05:00I can identify 100% with what you wrote, Stiney. ...I can identify 100% with what you wrote, Stiney. I'm in my late (sigh) 20s, I own my own home, I'm married, I've been teaching for 5 years, but I still don't feel like a true "grown up." The transition from college to the real world was definitely the toughest transition yet. Let me know if you think of a good word for this stage in our lives.<BR/><BR/>Also, just FYI, I once asked my dad when he truly felt like an adult, and he told me it was the day he dropped me off at college. He was serious. :)Katehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06014156037192344705noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1818715915524967699.post-46149730442093030352008-01-18T09:15:00.000-05:002008-01-18T09:15:00.000-05:00You know, I don't see anything wrong with taking y...You know, I don't see anything wrong with taking your time....I was 28 when I got married and, like you, I wasn't ready until then. I feel, especially as a woman, that I wanted to get my life on track and get a good job so that I would know that I could take care of myself and not have to rely on someone else...I needed to find my own happiness first.<BR/><BR/>I don't keep in touch with anyone from high school or college - I did a lot of growing up & moving away....it happens and is just part of the ebb and flow of life. I had a few good friends before I moved to Iowa and I've even lost track of them. It isn't that I don't like them (and this will sound wrong) but they were "convenience"...people I worked with and who I talked about work with. It changed when I moved because we didn't have that major thing in common any more. We all move on but we leave a mark on those we were friends with, even if for just a short time.<BR/><BR/>And I'll stop babbling now! I hope you are feeling better Stiney!essjayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05053386544429548424noreply@blogger.com