Adulthood

When does adulthood happen?
When do we decide to treat others as we want to be treated?
When is the golden rule, golden?
When you're married to one person for years, you overlook certain things, love was one, I never thought maturity would be another.

I thought I knew this person. Helga Ann. She kept my mind and person busy. I never had enough time to think of how she acted. I always though I was the odd one. The one that never grew up. The selfish one.

Until one day a long time ago, I had a "step back" moment. I stepped back and saw the most immature woman I never knew. This immaturity would manifest itself into an ugly version of a 15 yr old scorned little girl losing her boyfriend.

This little girls scorn, is affecting her children, not her ex. Instead of understanding like an adult, she instead is pouting and exclaiming she doesn't understand what happened.

If she would drop the victim act and understand people grow and some grow into adulthood while others remain a sloth and stay a child. Helga Ann would then flower into a true adult. I see this as an unlikely outcome. Why? Because in a person who can never see themselves, truly see themselves, no growth can be achieved.

When did I grow, have I? Yes I have. I have accepted my life and grown from my ordeal of over the past 25 years. I am an adult. I know my children are factors, they are my responsibility.

When I realized my wife (yea right) was the immature one, I was the adult. I knew that I had had enough. Enough of making excuses, excuses for her actions. I needed to find my partner. My Sunshine, My Love. My Daria.

I found my Love, my Partner, my Darlin. Daria is perfect for me. She is as mature as I am. As fun as I am. So incredible is my Daria, I would have never thought in a hundred years I would have found her.

She is my partner, my sweetheart, my darlin, my Daria.

So, I think the moral of this blog is that adulthood is awesome when shared with an adult, not a child pretending to be an adult.