At the milestone age of 30, I started to receive all sorts of "old man" comments from those younger than me, from my peers, and even, to a certain degree, from those over-the-hill! I really don't understand if I'm in some way unique, and was given some sort of youth-serum earlier in life, or whether these folks just don't get it -- 30 isn't, in any way, old! The way I see it, I spent roughly the first two decades of my life as a child, learning about the world around me*, and growing into the adult person that I am now. After those two decades, I stood proud, an undergrad degree in hand, as a newbie to the game called "adult life".
Over the past roughly decade, I've finally been learning who I am (as opposed to who my parents raised), and who I want to become. I'm just now about 10 years into my real, chosen life! Even upon college graduation, I had many burdens relating to my career launch, social life, and financial vulnerability. After a few years, I've had time to address and answer these challenges, and lift the burdens. I feel like there's real breathing room, now that those basic needs are satisfied. By no means has it all been hard work; I've had more than my share of purely hedonistic adventures, and I think I took appropriate advantage of each to contribute to the well-balanced person that I am now.
|These folks just don't get it! This life is the only one we have, and if they're not on a path they like, they had better sort it out quickly!|
* I still consider myself a student, and continually find new interests, develop new tastes, and hone my existing skills. To me, it seems dangerous to consider my development finished; there's always room for improvement!