In the past year, I would have to say that I’ve learned how important the process of growing up is. There’s no defining line of what being an adult is. No matter how many books or movies I’ve watched highlight the important landmarks or provide satirical takes of what it means to be a grown up, the experiences are truly up to us. I thought it was being able to drive anywhere-anytime I want to or going to college or having the ability to go to Cub Foods at 2 a.m. because I don’t have a legal curfew anymore. None of those things actually make me a grownup. Being a grownup-foe me- is understanding that the way I’ve always thought may and probably will change. And if they don’t change, they will be challenged. The things that we call our beliefs-our values- remain maybes; until the forms that they take are challenged and made concrete. They move from “I think” to “I know.”
I admit the process isn’t always instantaneous; the process of change. It’s very difficult for me to let go of what I find familiar-because those things are what I depend on and what I consider predictable. However, the dull ache in my stomach is much more painful when I shut out truth to accommodate comfort and consistency. It makes me wonder if will has the attributes of a sloth or if is simply uneasy. No matter what, change will happen. Change will happen, no matter what. It’s something I remind myself of daily- if not hourly. Challenges are necessary for growth. I pray that I embrace them like I would with a good opportunity instead of dreading them; Simply this because I know my attitude will change my behavior ,and my behavior will dictate whether or not I take those challenges on.