Over the weekend I had the wonderful experience of seeing a bunch of people for the first time in (for some of them) several years. These were all people my parents’ age who have helped take care of me at some point or other. Yet they all saw me and greeted me like an adult and wanted to catch up. At the same time, my mom was there and needed to be reminded to take care of herself because she still needs to take it easy post surgery. And she listened to me when I told her she needed to sit down.
It was a really weird feeling. I realized that these people who are so willing to praise me when I make a good hem see me as grown up. I wasn’t expecting that. It felt really good.
What makes a grown up? Or rather, what makes people see a person as an adult who they previously saw as a kid?