Day 2: What’s your name?
This is part of the UU Blogging Workshop’s Zero to Hero Series.
Yes, What’s My Age Again? is a Blink 182 song title. When I turned 22, my friend Ken gave me an authored DVD with pictures on it for my birthday. It was soundtracked with Blink 182 and this was the title song for the present. Because of this, it occupies a special place in the playlist of my life. Fast forward a number of years (say, to the start of this blog). I happened to be listening to NPR while walking to work in July 2012. The news reporter was asking people on the street when they realized they were an “adult.”
This is what inspired the name and first blog post for WMAA. At 37 years old (then 35) I still find it hard to think of myself as an adult, even though I do a lot of adult things. Hell, I even have a mortgage. However, sometimes I feel like I’m still trying to figure it all out and that I should have had it all figured out by now. I was taught if I went to college and got a degree, I would get married and have a couple of kids, work somewhere for 35 years and then retire with a pension.
This is not the reality. I’ve had two careers so far and will be in grad school soon so I can start on a third profession. I’m married but with no children (working on that). I’m looking at probably working well into my 70’s and nothing in my life has followed the cookie-cutter expectations I was educated into.
I do look at my life with a profound thankfulness and humility; not many people have it as good as I do. I acknowledge that I am relatively very successful, if not financially than in quality of life. But the old conditioning is still well burned into my memory. There are some days I feel like a failure because I’m not half-way into retirement and not a father. These days are hard, because they make me feel like an awkward teenager still wet behind the ears, instead of a man with some really powerful life experiences under his belt.
So that’s why this blog is titled What’s My Age Again? Sometimes I just need a reminder of who I am, where I have been and where I am going. It’s about my struggle with being a man who sometimes still feels like a little boy.
Names have powerful connotations and I feel that WMAA lives up to it’s inspiration.