Funny that I’m writing a post on growing up when it’s a lot too late & the only growing that’s happening is sideways 😉 Still it’s a good time to count one’s blessings as it has been indeed a very tiring week. Oh and my apologies as well for lack of posts as I’d rather post only when there’s something worthy to post compared to senseless vitriol 😉
The Most Important Years
The most important years of an individual’s life is his or her formative years as a child. During that short period of time from the ages of one to ten, this has the largest influence on the character and development of an individual towards what he or she will be in the future. Growing up as a child indeed is a process of laughing and crying, of learning and discovery, of shaping us into the individuals we will become.
Work Separates Adults from Children?
There is a view that what separates adults from children is work itself. That career, stability and confidence is what actually makes one an adult. So does one really grow up when one joins the working force? How much does the love of what one is doing for a living reflect on this as well? Does work really make a man?
Another thing we are hearing a lot about nowadays is work-life balance. The current generation of workers have a growing proportion of workforce who care a lot about how many hours they actually spend dedicated fully to work. How do we know then whether we are well-balanced between the many roles we tend to play in life – Be it as a career-person, friend, parent, activity partner or simply time for our own selves?
There is yet another point of view that life is like four quarters in a game. The first quarter you spend observing others, training and learning the rules of the game. The next quarter you start playing the game and see yourself (hopefully) excelling at the position you are playing at. The third quarter spend yourself fortifying your position and passing on your wisdom and knowledge from your battle scars to the young ‘uns. While the last quarter is about retiring and enjoying yourself. How true is this?
Still it is indeed a blessing growing up. From the satisfaction of doing a job well done. From seeing close friends getting married. From leading, nurturing and training up others to be all that they can be. Growing up maybe does have its perks compared to never neverland after all.
What does growing up mean to you?