Becoming Things

My friend from middle school had his college graduation party this evening. Many of my friends from high school and even middle school were there. I had a good time catching up with everyone, but more than anything, it was strange. Everyone looked basically the same, maybe a little older, but somewhere since high school, everyone grew up. We're all becoming something. The answer to the question, "So what are you doing these days?" is no longer, "Oh, you know, getting ready to graduate," it's "Oh, you know, working in a job related to my chosen profession." We've all become something. Teacher, missionary, wife, humanitarian aid worker, professional student.

We jumped that gap from kid to adult without even noticing it. It just kind of happened. It doesn't really feel like it for the most part. Weird.