Wednesday, March 28, 2012

I Don't Wanna Grow Up


My mom loves to tell this story about me, and I think it describes my life (the theme of this blog) pretty well.  The story goes like this:
One day Mother hears crying coming from her young son’s bedroom.  Fearing the worst she rushes to his aid by bursting into his room.  Immediately she cries “What’s wrong Zacher-bug?!” trying to repress the worry in her voice.  To her enquiry the boy sobbed, “I don’t wanna grow up!”  Mother sits with her boy and asks why he doesn’t want to grow up.  He responds, “Because then I won’t get to play with my toys anymore!” Zachary had realized that he would one day grow up, and leave the comfort of his childhood behind, and he would have to become a boring responsible adult.  Mother consoled him saying “Oh, but Zachy, You’ll get new toys! And you’ll get to do tons of new things like date, and get married, and drive a car!”  But deep down she knew, just as Zach had just realized, that growing up sucks.
Yep, that sobbing boy was me.  And I have determined in my heart to never grow up.  I have resigned myself to the fact that it is necessary for me to take on additional responsibilities as I grow older, and while the toys do get cooler with age, I will always remain a child at heart.

Welcome to my blog.  I hope you enjoy my life as much as I do.  Never grow up.