Growing up

Seems to me that when you grow older, you find things about people that you didn't think possible.

When I was little, I remember glorifying everyone. And now I am starting to see people for their faults, and flaws, and it's really not what I expected. In some respects, I'm completely appalled. In others... I feel the need to point out the good in them. To defend them.

I'm starting not to like growing up. Because at times, it seems like there is no time at all, and things just fly by. And other times it seems like everything just won't hurry up and get here already.

I've realized quite a bit in this last year. Turned 18, and found myself graduating, getting a drivers license, looking for work, interviewing, taking care of a house. Moving, getting out on my own, experiencing the world as it is, with the help of my Aunt, Uncle, and Grandmother.

And of all the realizations, I've noticed this.

I don't want to go back. I'm happier on my own. I have found my own peace here. And I don't miss my family. Strange as it may seem, I don't miss them. Which is good, because they apparently don't miss me.