A Touch of Gray
A radio host this morning was talking about moments in life when his listeners realized they were adults. He invited callers to tell of those times. It got me thinking, so here are some of mine...
1. Age 23, when I got my own apartment. Now I'm not talking about the one I shared with Garrick; who would have called us "adults" then? Come on, we built a two-tv entertainment center specifically because Beavis and Butthead showed simultaneously with Hee-Haw! No; I'm talking about the one I rented in Rogers Park. I'd bought my own car, I started a new job, I began volunteering at Asian Youth Services in Uptown and in the Evanston First Presbyterian Church youth ministry... as an adult.
2. Age 32, when Jonathan was born. Well, once I had recovered on the sleep enough to realize anything at all, it was another realization that I was really an adult. It is even moreso when I stop to think that when we go out, we usually look for kid-friendly events, even if we're not so excited about them. We had a ball at the Maria Stein Country Fest, and what did we do? Well, Jonathan rode the little car around and around (with a pretty girl, no less), and both boys loved seeing and petting animals, and then there was this inflatable man (one of those with the wavy arms) that some guy kept pushing down for the kids to grab at... this was my highlight. Yeah, I'm an adult.
3. Age 35, when I realized that I relate better to teenagers' parents than to the teenagers themselves. Our stories and experiences are more similar. It's not that I don't relate to teenagers anymore, but for the most part, I find myself hanging out more naturally with their parents. This goes along with the fact that I've found myself considering anyone under 50 to be "young." Yeah, when did that happen?
4. Also age 35, when my hair received its first "touch of gray" in it. No, Tim, not from that pesky barber's scissors, either. There was something about it getting thinner (a famous philosopher once asked "Who wants fat hair?"), but when it started getting gray... now I must be an adult.
So, when was it that you realized that you were an adult?