The Suitcase Lady


May 29, 2012, 11:24 pm

I had a happy childhood…….two parents who loved each other, enough food, a Cape Cod house, good health and even a cat. Nevertheless, I figured out by age 2 that childhood is greatly overrated. Everyday, I am consciously thankful that I am an adult.

Perhaps this explains why my teaching career of fifty years has gone well. I love kids and understand their plight.

Childhood consists of big people calling the shots for little people, a necessary arrangement, but, in my opinion, a situation that only gets better as adulthood is attained.

Here are ten of the thousands of reasons I enjoy being a grownup:

  1. I will never have to eat liver again.
  2. I can choose my own clothes.
  3. I don’t have to turn the light off at 9:00 P.M. when I’m in the middle of a terrific book.
  4. I can drive.
  5. I get to pick the vacation destination.
  6. I can vote.
  7. I can decorate my own living space.
  8. I can drink wine.
  9. I don’t have to hear the phrase,”What will the neighbors think?”
  10. I am free to follow my own muses.

Hang in there, kids. Childhood is only a temporary position, and Wendy does end up much happier than Peter Pan.


3 Comments for this entry

  • Jenny W.

    At least once I week I tell one of my kids, “When you’re the grown up you can do it differently but right now I’m the mom and I say…” As far as I can tell, their my future grandchildren will live outdoors and never wash hands.

  • Judith

    thank you… that is so right… silly me, I wanted to Be Peter Pan… Then I wanted to marry… YA, Wendy… The J.M. Barrie’s Peter Pan, not Disneys!!!

    Sometimes I stil leave the window open


  • evie

    I especially agree with numbers 3 & 8 . , ,