a quiet, warming entrance into adulthood

my presents included simple and sensible things. things that i needed. and am most grateful for.

i got to spend the day with my mother, which i love doing, because she is very dear to me. i only wish my brother was there. then again, we wouldn't have gotten to see hairspray. i will spend the remainder of the weekdays with friends and at work, and will anticipate an unfortunately short, but worthwile visit from my father this coming weekend

my demeanor has been morphing lately, having not spent so much time around friends and more around work and home. the checking account proves it, although it may not be the first sign;

that i am (am i finally) maturing.

i dread and welcome the future at the same time, which i'm sure is a common feeling when entering into an entirely new phase in life.

however--although i will know it, there is no set age for middle-age, or old-age. this is it.

seventeen years encompassed into one small, broad category of age called "childhood." or sometimes, "youth."

looking forward, i have no set deadline. (no pun intended). i don't know how soon i'll meet it, but God willing and watching over me and continuing to bless me as he has my entire life thus far

i hope it's a long time coming.

and i hope the time leading to it is very well spent indeed.

-d