A Grown Up Moment

As I was driving to work this morning,  I discovered a new feeling.  I wasn't quite sure what it was.  Certainly it didn't feel familiar.  It felt good.  I frowned a bit and puzzled over what exactly was going on.  Finally it dawned on me, I was feeling grown up.   I was on my way to a full time job, in a car that I am making regular payments.  I had set out from a relatively clean and tidy house which the bank and I own together.  The fridge is full, the dogs are fed, there are clean sheets on  my bed.  A responsible adult with her mother's rings on and having a good hair day was out and about in the world.  Job well done.
   Being grown up has gotten a bad reputation over the years.  Being grown up seems to imply a rigidity, a lack of sponteneity and playfulness.  I think being grown up can encompass some of the wonderful attributes of childhood, but it balances them with wisdom and grace.  At least that is my working theory.  For those moments in the car this morning, I felt at peace with myself and proud of what I have accomplished so far.  Of the course the feeling,  fled when I encountered the first person in my travels today.  But I remember and the memory will keep me going until I find it again.  There is a playful, wise grown up in the making!