They say there is wisdom that comes with age, but I rather think that growing up is different from growing old. I know people who are older than me, yet do not seem or behave maturely. No, I don’t believe age brings wisdom, and I always hated that about our culture; giving the elders more respect and credit than they sometimes deserve. I think you earn respect by your actions, not age. This was not what I wanted to talk about anyway! Actually, what I wanted to talk about is the opposite!
In the past year, I have grown up in so many ways I surprise myself!! I have experienced feelings I never thought I would experience, I have let go of feelings I thought I would take to my grave, and I have ignored some feelings I never thought people should ignore.
I buried some hatchets and decided to take higher roads, I learned about feelings that were nothing to me but words… I learned about regret, patience, and forgiveness.
I learned a lot about time and space in relationships, even practiced it in a way!
I walked in so many shoes that did not belong to me, and I’ve come to realize that mine is definitely not the most painful despite how much it hurts sometimes.
I learned that sometimes sadness and hurt hide behind anger and rage, and that in such case, I should express the anger and rage, but not let them take over… just vent them out so that there is room for the sadness to be felt, take its time, and then subside.
I guess I grew up a bit since I turned 26, which should be a good thing I guess. Only I feel I also grew older, which makes me rather sad. It makes me sad because one of the things I knew I always wanted was to never grow old that sometimes I knew it kept me from growing up!! I guess I had a lot of catching up to do this way. In my case, I think bad experience brought me some wisdom, and wisdom is what brought me age!!