Do you remember when we were kids and we just couldn’t wait to grow up. At 3 we wanted to be 5 so that we could go to school like the big kids and then when we turned 9, 13 was the age to be a teenager with all the freedom that came with being a young teenager. 13 was fine, but, 16 seemed to come with more freedom; it came with a
learner’s driver’s licence and of course more in charge of our lives. Next were 19, weaving the dreams of completing graduation, driving, independence and our first step into the world as a young adult.
Stepping into the world of dreams, marks the commencement of a long wait for the mirage of perfect life – waiting for Mr. Maybe Right, perfect job, and happiness that is expected. Entering the world of adulthood quickly opens up avenues of disappointment, rejection, and the wait for the “perfect life” seems all the more distant. After few years of working, relationships and all that makes up life, if we are lucky, we might discover our purpose in life, and fine tune our goals. Congrats, but wait, before you embark on your new found hope of living you have to wait for the mortgage to pay off, the infants to grow older and go to school – which stretches to college, to be free of the responsibilities to finally realize that you are in your 40s and approaching mid life crisis!
When I reached 30, I did mourn the end of my youth, but a decade later in hindsight, the 30 was pretty good. 40 brings with it the wisdom, that it is only going downhill from here, and all you want is the time to slow down. Savoring every moment, wishing for the pause button on the remote of life, you finally maybe start enjoying life. Now, I have learnt better than to talk or plan ahead for the next decade – 10 years from now, if I am lucky, I will be in 50s and looking forward for retirement and pension.
So, although late in life, I have learnt my lesson, and am going to breathe in every new moment in my life in the futile hope that it will slow down time and the imminent aging process
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