Wednesday, January 15, 2014
I have read a couple of blogs and posts today about accepting the realities of life as an adult rather than that of a child. "But I want it!" or "That's not fair!" are the attitudes of children.
We celebrate childhood these days. Everything I needed to know in life I learned in kindergarten? Really? I had to learn self discipline, it wasn't something I was born with, and I sure hadn't learned it by kindergarten.
Maybe I was just lucky to have been raised in a happy, loving home, one where our parents tried to give us everything they hadn't had as children growing up in the depression. But it wasn't until I was well into adulthood that I was able to appreciate that what they had given me was just that: a gift, not an entitlement based on some idea that I deserved more happiness and ease than anyone else.
Children expect others to give them the things they need, which is natural for children. Someone else feeds them, provides shelter and clothing. Someone else reminds them to do their homework and clean up their rooms. We spend our teenage years yearning for the freedom of adulthood, then when we become adults, we wonder why it isn't as free and fabulous as we wanted it to be. Somewhere along the line, we had to become responsible for our own happiness.
We are supposed to "Find our Inner Child", as if only a child can enjoy life. Frankly, I like being an adult. I like the idea that if I am unhappy, I don't have to find someone to fix it. I don't have to control other people (good luck with that!) in order to control myself. Happiness and success are within myself, if only I can channel my Inner Adult.