I think this illustration says it all!
I also would like to add a personal note:
I have mixed feelings towards growing up (not towards growing old! Old people impress me, i look at them and think; wow, what life they must have lived, people they must have encountered, love they must have felt, sadness they must have gone through… so much bottled up behind the lines of their face..).
No, growing old doesn’t frighten me, it gives me strength. But growing up is a mystery for me. when do you grow up? when you become a parent? when you graduate? when you get your driving license and drive a car by yourself? when you buy a house from your own money? when you get your first pay check?
I believe that we never really grow up.. we just learn to cope with all those responsibilities, with the speedy cadence of life, with the requirements of our job, with the “learning by doing” of being a parent.
There is one point though that makes me feel “grown up”, and that is when i stand for myself, when i dare say the truth to someone without being scared of their response or their lack of liking me. I feel grown up when i don’t need a nother persons approval, when i take a decision and live it through.
Despite the grown up feeling, the kid inside me is laughing at silly jokes, playing with the dog around the house, discovering the world with amazement, playing with snow and wanting a hug at odd times…
Hopefully growing up doesn’t have an end. It should be unlimited and never-ending…