When you grow older, you’d understand better.
Mama was right, as it turn out.
On my commute to work today, I was giving this a thought.
Back when we were kids, we are often told that kids would not yet understand; that we have to wait and grow old, old enough, for us to understand certain things. Turns out, they were right.
Mama was right in saying that the world would be bigger as we grow up but it would be less complicated. The magic of fairy tales would die but the wonderful reality of life would slowly unfold. Yes, the world would be bigger, opportunities would be brighter, and numbers of people would come our way; and so to say, the chaos would seem to be louder. But it really won’t, it isn’t.
As we grow older, we become simpler. We learn how to see things in perspective; we learn the value of things and people. Our real wants and needs are also affirmed and re-validated We would want more from life – but less in number. Our dreams become clearer and our ways become firmer.
The confusions that our bed time stories once had would soon all be gone as we age - in soul.
Mama was right. Be patient my friend, you too shall understand.
Have a great week a head folks!