It’s okay to mourn growing older. (Temporarily).
Childhood is precious and it’s special and it’s magical and imaginative.
But newsflash: those warning you of the “real world” and how awful adulthood is going to be are the ones that are doing adulthood wrong. You don’t have to lose that optimism and that light. That light and that love for life.
In some ways, it is the most pure form of living.
So don’t grow up. Yes, grow. But grow responsible. Grow taller. Grow stronger. Grow in all other areas, but don’t grow cold. Don’t grow numb. Don’t grow critical. Don’t grow complacent.
Keep that best version of you that believes in something, that kid that knew they’d be a cool adult, and never let them go.
There are countless numbers of bitter people in the world that could tell you what adulthood means for them.
But listen…growing up shouldn’t be the end to your happy. It should be a continuation of it, an even freer happy. Life is all in the perspective.
Hannah (a fellow grower-upper…)
P.S. Here is a link to my blog Wordsmith Observations, where you can find my other posts! Feel free to take a look around 🙂