This summer of 2009, I went to Santa Monica, California, where I have had many experiences and learned valuable lessons. Each with a strong impact on my heart, body, soul and mind in which I can honestly say matured me as well. I went from a teenage girl to a woman in a matter of 3 months. It went from a seminar in which I was to be an assistant, but became a seminar that I learned many new things. Yet all my lessons were valuable, just one stood out from them all, the one where I learned to grow up.
Each summer since I had been thirteen years old, I went up to Santa Monica, California to assist at a seminar called Teen Insight. They are seminars built for teenagers that want a push to see and observe life a different way. But in all my years of assisting, I have never really been so impacted until this past summer. Coming to the realization that I soon will leave my house and go off to college finally hit me. Becoming an adult was going to be harder than me just turning eighteen, it was going to take my hard work and effort as well. While sitting in the seminar room and listening to the facilitators talk to the teens about how time is not going to wait for one, you must catch up with time I looked back into my own life. I had refused to ever catch up with time because it meant that I had to accept old age. I didn’t want that.
Every year past by and I cared less how old I was, because in my own eyes I was still a child. I still played in the playground and I still enjoyed jumping in the inflatable jumping houses at parties, but I didn’t want to be a grown up; not quite yet at least. Accepting responsibility was not part of the agenda I was carrying. I always wanted to be like the older people, but I never wanted to accept the responsibility of an older person. At least this was how I perceived my life, until I realized that I cannot keep thinking I will stay a child all my life; Peter Pan was just a story not a reality that I need for my life. In college, they expect the students to mature in the new environment. But still I needed to grow up and get over my “childish” stage.
Soon after the seminar ended that night I drove to the place I was staying at for the week and I thought about the time I had wasted still trying to preserve my childhood years that I finally put my foot down and wanted to accept my adulthood. It took more than just me saying that I was going to grow up, I had to live up to my responsibilities that I had and work up to them as well.
Now I can say that, becoming an adult is easier said than done, but it is doable. I am glad to become the woman I was raised to be and standing tall to continue my growth to being a better adult I wish to be. It will take a lot of time to become a real grown woman, but I am just glad I am finally catching up with time.
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