Being grown...or forty-something.

I am grown.

I've got gray hair...more that I want to admit.

I moved out of my Mamma's house at 18;

...been on my own for more than 25 years. 

...been independent long enough to make both youthful mistakes and old ones too. 

I have bounced back from some tough knocks in life. 

Some considered me wise and cautious, but much of the time I was just scared.

I am grown,

but I really didn't start feeling like it until i turned forty-something.  

Forty-something, that's when my vision started changing and I purchased my first pair of reading glasses; 

Forty-something, that when I realized that I could no longer stay up all night and do ANYTHING else the next day;

Forty-something, when my mindset about almost everything changed;

I was forty-something, when I became totally okay with me...

And I'm good with that.