A foot in both worlds
I feel like a part of me is an adult, but only a part of me. I have an adult job (well sort of - I work with teenagers). I work full time. Most of the people I interact with are adults who I interact with as contemporaries or youth who I interact with as "students" for lack of a better word. They are my youth group. And yet, I am 28. I am single. And sometimes I feel like that part of me gets lost in the mix. How do I honor that part of me? I mean, I think about this week. Other than Friday night when I went to dinner with a friend, I was home every evening except Monday when I went to a middle school volleyball game and Wednesday when I was filling it at the children's afterschool program. And even those nights I was home by 8. My friends are growing up. They are dating. They are moving on. And I don't know where that part of me fits. And it's not that I don't love my job. I do. It's amazing. But I don't know where I fit, as Katy. N