When I was a kid, I assumed that one day I would change from a kid to an adult seemingly overnight. I must have thought when you got your first grown up job they also outfitted you with your new adult persona. Instead, adulthood has been a series of milestones–some obvious, some not so much. I felt more like an adult when I bought my first home, got married, and started that first grown up job. But, I also felt like an adult when I took my own clothes to the dry cleaners, bought both a shower curtain and separate liner (oh la la!), and when I was in a minor fender bender and didn’t feel like I needed to call anyone until a few hours later.
However, it’s not about turning into an adult. It’s about becoming yourself. Much like expecting parents who are excited to meet their unborn child, I’m excited to meet the me that I am becoming. Day by day, little by little, I am becoming more and more me than I have ever been. I’m still surprising myself. Lately, I’ve been interested in rather unconventional things based on who I’ve been in the past. I want to sew. I’m looking up recipes for making my own bath and body products. I’m planning food preservation throughout summer harvest. Most surprising of all, yesterday I suddenly felt as though there was an athlete in me. Even though this was all going on in my head, I still did an actual double take. Where did that come from? It’s been more than twenty-four hours, and the feeling hasn’t left me. I feel different. I am aware of my muscles and how I move. I feel the urge to move, run, and jump.
How about you? Do you still surprise yourself? Lately, what has made you feel as though you were becoming?

