all grown up

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Adults look with indulgent smiles on children who wish they were grown-ups -- wish they could stay up late, put on make-up, go deer-hunting in the fall, drive a car, have a tattoo, know everything ... and order the kids around.

But who will smile indulgently at the adults who too wish they were adults -- wish they had more money, wish their breasts or biceps were bigger, wish they were married or divorced, wish uncertainties would cease to nag, wish the loneliness would dissipate, wish their hopes and beliefs would stop being mere hopes and beliefs, wish some adult light would blaze and bless the scene ... and they could then order this kid around?

Who dares to set childish and adult-sized things aside ... and smile?
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