The other day I was thinking about how all of the sudden I've become an adult. I mean of course I've realized that over time things have changed...like I'm now able to feed myself without wearing a bib and I've become rather adept at driving from one place to another without getting in a terrible wreck. What I'm talking about here is the fact that I've grown up in the philosophical sense of the word.
Let me explain.
Last weekend one of my dearest friends got married. This is nothing new...seeing as I've been in 12 weddings now. What was different about this one you ask? Well this particular friend has always been the one who I can count on to keep me young. We've always been the two from our group of high school friends that didn't jump on the marriage in the early 20s bandwagon. We didn't have kids. We went off and lived...a bit more (or in different ways I suppose) than the majority of our other friends. So when the day finally came for her to get married, I realized that all of the sudden we really are adults. I'm almost 26 years old for goodness sakes. How can it be? 26 is officially almost out of the "mid-twenties" ...the time that I have loved more than any other in my life.
So what do I have to show for being almost 26? A lot. A career...a lifestyle. Friends. Family. A strong relationship with Christ.
I guess it's not as bad as I thought...
Let me explain.
So what do I have to show for being almost 26? A lot. A career...a lifestyle. Friends. Family. A strong relationship with Christ.
I guess it's not as bad as I thought...