A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…
A man and a woman stepped forth from their cave with a new son. Beneath the silvery gleam of the half moon and the sparkle of a billion stars, this new life was consecrated with the earth and the heavens in mutual understanding. As the days grew longer in their land, they watched as their son grew strong and intelligent; learning his way in the world through their teaching as well as through his own inquisitiveness. As a family, they connected with other members of the clan who in turn enabled their son to reach his full potential. Soon the son stood tall among this gathering and set out in the world to find his own desires; his own value. The son traveled the farthest reaches of the lands which were known unto his people and he gathered all of this knowledge to himself creating his own world. Soon he desired companionship and sought out another to share this world with him. And they stood at the mouth of their own dwelling staring deep into the stars as the moon rose high in the sky. And he saw that life was good.
Today is my birthday. When I stepped out of the shower this morning, I looked into the eyes of an older adult in the mirror. I hardly recognized the person I saw before me. It wasn’t the grey hairs (though there were a few), it wasn’t the bags beneath his eyes (though they were present also). It was simply an understanding that the man looking back at me was no longer the young child that he used to be. He had grown into an adult and would forever be that adult. Certainly, he still has the occasional childlike desires in him, not the least of which appears in his humor…but for the most part, he is an adult. And, that man was me. I’m not old (at least not by the latest actuarial tables) but I have reached a certain maturity that one could misconstrue as adulthood. I’ve taken it in stride and I look forward to the experiences that are to come.
See you in the funny papers!