Tag: Adulthood

25 Short Lessons from 25 Years of Adulthood

Post author By Christopher Pierznik
Post date May 9, 2023
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When does adulthood begin?

Scientists say that, biologically, adulthood doesn’t truly begin until 30, but socially, culturally, and legally, it’s 18. You’re free to leave the nest, make your own decisions (and mistakes), and take control of your life.

I turned 43 in March.

It’s not a milestone birthday by traditional standards — we Americans love numbers that end in fives and zeroes — but if 18 is the age when we become adults, then that means I’ve been a grownup for a full twenty-five years. A quarter-century.

While it often still doesn’t feel like it, I’ve compiled a list of twenty-five things I’ve learned in the past twenty-five years.

Tags Adulthood, Fatherhood, Happiness, Life, LIfe Lessons

Children Cooking Food In Appreciation of Marriage Parenting

In Appreciation of: Brinner

Post author By Christopher Pierznik
Post date March 1, 2022
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“It’s not the cooking that is the problem; it’s the deciding of what to cook that’s the problem.”

That is how my wife describes the daily struggle of deciding what to make for dinner every single night.

Tags Adulthood, Brinner, Children, Cooking, Kids, Parenting

Hip-Hop Rap

Drake Made Me Realize I Was Old

Post author By Christopher Pierznik
Post date November 1, 2018
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I can remember the exact moment when I realized that mainstream hip-hop had passed me by.

It was when I heard Drake’s So Far Gone.

Tags Adulthood, Drake, Hip-Hop, Rap

Life

A “City Slickers” Birthday

Post author By Christopher Pierznik
Post date April 11, 2018
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Last month, I turned 38-years-old.

I don’t immediately think of myself as a man in my late-thirties. I’m still struggling with the idea that I’m an actual adult.

It’s not that I feel 18 or 22, but like almost everyone else, I think of myself as some vague, younger version of me. Age has a way of sneaking up on you like that. It’s like growth spurt or a change in your weight. You live with it every day, so it’s gradual to you, but then you walk by a mirror and a different person is looking back at you. I still can’t believe I’ve been married for seven-and-a-half years and have been in the same relationship for thirteen years. I still think of the early ’00s as just a few years ago.

As Gertrude Stein once said, “We are always the same age inside.”

As I received well-wishes on my birthday, I couldn’t help thinking about City Slickers.