Friday, August 24, 2007

All grown up.

If you're like me, you always wonder when you're actually a grown up. When you marry? Is it when you have children? When you get a mortgage? Is it when you successfully deal with something difficult? I think that it's none of those.

Recently, I decided that it's much less of a profound or planned moment. It's the moment that you feel compelled to apologize to your parents for your behavior as a teenager. Or as a child.

Which means I'm a grown up.

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