Kids early on often want us to measure their growth by putting there back against a door frame or wall and marking their height and every so often go back and seeing if they have passed the last mark we made. I will tell you there have been many a time I felt my back up against a wall, so to speak, but not necessarily taking the time to make that mark to check on it later. With all that has happened I think we as adults still need to make that mark to measure up against later in time. For me that mark was made the day we separated and for me those marks were made as journal entries. A record of were I started to where I am at now. As I measure myself against my marks I can smile like a child does when they see that they passed their mark, but for me it comes with a little sadness behind it all. Sure we can feel good about a triumphs, successes and growth but we should not forget or pretend nothing happened to get us were we are at now. The things that happen in our life good or bad in the end make us who we are, they impact the outcome who we are to be. All of us continue to grow well into adulthood. With age comes wisdom, with life experiences comes maturity many of us feel we know it all but the reality is we should have never presumed that. Life is ever changing; you can go from one extreme to another and never thought it would happen to you, yet here we are trying to learn to live life under different circumstances. I am not sure at what point I will ever feel grown up but I know that I am moving past my marks, that has to mean something.
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