I brushed my teeth in the shower a few minutes ago. I've never done that before, yet I had the sudden urge to tonight. This new way of accomplishing an every-day task probably won't make its way into my routine. The water is hot - it's like brushing your teeth with coffee. And tooth paste was getting everywhere - I don't much appreciate it's consistency anywhere but my toothbrush. I'm glad I did it though - Giving into desires is my new thing. I suppose that could sound immoral in some way, but I haven't the energy to justify or define exactly what I mean. ...But you know - you crave a cookie, devour it. You feel like crying, let the crocodile tears roll. So on, and so forth.
Moving on...
When do we become adults? How do we know we've reached that certain point of maturity? Or is it that others notice this sudden wisdom, and that's how we know "its" been attained. I know God's spoken to me about making me into a woman this past year, and I can feel its affects and changes, however I still feel so young. As a child I imagined anyone married as being an adult. While, I'm not married - I am of age, but I don't feel as if I've reached some new point in my life where coffee doesn't taste so bitter and I get great pleasure out of vacuuming. ...And when walking down the isle to my husband, should that day come, I can't imagine the adult fairy dust filling the air. In fact, I imagine I'll feel quite the opposite - hoping and praying God's grace evidences itself more than ever. My parents always tell me they still feel like teenagers, perhaps

Over and out.
for what it's worth, I'm now 31 1/2 and I'm wondering the same thing.
ReplyDeleteCoffee is a vile, bitter poison. Age won't change that!
ReplyDeleteWhen I turned 21 I felt like an adult. Young and immature yet, but I still felt like I had change. I no longer loved the things I loved as a child. Of course, I sometimes wonder I'll ever be a mature adult. Some people never actually grow up that way.