Growing Up

So yesterday I went on a field trip. The first I'd been on in a LONG time. And to a place I hadn't ever been, http://phoenixzoo.org/. Great place.

When I was younger, so much younger than today, big cats were my favorite, especially these two. Truly, the earliest "portraits" I did were of them, not people. I was, and still am somewhat, quite introverted, shy. I was very sheltered socially, so little things became very traumatic in my experience, and I retreated even from my own emotions. My escape was largely books, and, of those, a lot were stories about animals. I wanted to be a tiger when I grew up.

Being at the zoo with my nieces made me realize how different my perpective is now. I'm taller. I've grown up. But not into a tiger. They're longer, not taller. So am I an adult?

Well, I don't know. But I do know I've grown emotionally, feeling more surefooted about my place in Life and my ability to be well.

Do you feel like an adult? And what the heck does that mean to you?

Peace.