That's When I Knew

June 16, 2019

When the highlight of my day was that really good stretch I got in right after I woke up,

When my father started asking me for help lifting what he would typically lift for me,

When I started seeing kids not as potential playmates, but living, breathing bundles of naivete,

When my blissful ignorance was turned against my will into disillusionment,

That's when I knew I had grown up.

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