Why I Hope To Never Be A Grown Up

“I can’t wait to be a grown-up”…

it was the quest of my childhood and a natural endeavor for children seeking maturity. Seven-year-old-me dreamed often of reaching that perfect goal and finding out exactly what kind of human being I would be for the rest of my life.

Throughout our younger years we dream, we learn, we change. It is all part of the process of growing into that elusive adult, our final destination on the bumpy ride of adolescence.

Now I’m eighteen. I may be a legal adult, but I know I’m still not a grown-up. I’m far from my final destination. I’ve got lots more to learn. Lots more growing to do. And you know what? I have a feeling that when I’m 21, even more legally an adult with even more responsibilities, or when I’m 35 and finally grown up enough to run for president of the United States, I still won’t be a grown-up.

I hope I didn’t mess up. I hope I didn’t miss something. I hope seven-year-old-me wouldn’t be disappointed in my inability to reach a destination.

I know it CAN happen. I’ve seen people become grown-ups before. It means they are individuals who are finished exploring. They know who they are. They know how things are. You can try to argue with them, but they are always right noquestionsasked.  Nothing can change their mind. They will move through the rest of their life as if on a straight line, never changing, never unexpectedly diving into a different adventure.

To refer to growth in the past tense is just sad. I hope I am always curious, always exploring, always changing. I may age to be 95 or a 102, but I’ll never be a grown-up because I’ll never stop growing.

Author: Susanna

I'm Susanna, a 20-year-old Christian girl incorrigibly addicted spontaneous adventures. My first dream was to become a pioneer. Unfortunately, I was born a couple centuries late, so I've decided to read, cook, run, and travel the world until my time machine is finished. You'll mostly likely find me getting into trouble and/or eating licorice. I am currently blogging the misadventures of a middle-school teacher in training. Come join me on my quest to become the next Ms. Frizzle!

11 thoughts on “Why I Hope To Never Be A Grown Up”

  1. I love this…especially with how I've been feeling lately. Turning 18 has made me feel so nostalgic, longing for the simplicity of being seven years old again. It's nice to know I'm not the only one who is at odds with the idea of being “grownup.”

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  2. Thanks Olivia! It means a lot to me. Turning 18 is a big accomplishment. I am guilty of looking back and longing for childhood again, but we have to remember that the best adventures are still ahead!

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  3. “I'll never be a grown-up because I'll never stop growing.” That's such a lovely way to put it. A good attitude to have.

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  4. Aaaah, your last line just messed me up so bad. Exploration is one of my fav things to do — why I'm interested in both creative writing and science. It's a wonderful attitude, and I hope to never ever settle down (neverland, if you're into that sorta thing.)

    I wonder if you've read His Dark Materials? The idea of daemons settling is pretty similar to this amazing post.

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  5. I was reading this and nodding the entire time. And when I got to the last line I just went “whoa, you said it. Right there. You put it into words perfectly.” I believe it's in Mere Christianity (I could be wrong about this) C. S. Lewis has several awesome quotes about growing up. One of my favorites is “…it is the stupidest children who are most childish and the stupidest grown-ups who are most grown-up.” (-:

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  6. Aw, thanks Elizabeth. That means a lot to me! I've been meaning to read Mere Christianity. I love C.S. Lewis, so I will look forward to looking up more quotes by him on this topic.

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  7. Wow- very thought provoking! I think there's something about coming to the end of your teens that makes you look back to being a child. I can really identify with this post because although I'm almost eighteen, I do not feel like a grown up AT ALL. There's just so much I need to learn and see and do before I can really feel that I've made it, as such- or reached that level of maturity and level-headedness (is that a word? :)) that I associate with being a proper adult. But, your post has reminded me that the journey to grow is a continuous thing, which has made me feel a lot better so, thank you! 🙂

    P.S I thought I'd better let you know it's Fionnula from http://fionnulasstudyinpink.blogspot.ie/, as I can't log in to my correct account 😀

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  8. This is exactly what I think. For me, I've been blogging for a few years and if I were to tell someone that, they'd be like, you're a grown up but really I'm still learning, just like everyone. none of us known everything, that would be impossible. So like you said, to refer to someone as grown up in past tense is terrible. Plus, IMO, it almost creates a kind of pressure on the person to be society's version of “grown up” and “mature.” Personally, I will NEVER be fully mature. I like making stupid jokes and no one can tell me otherwise.

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