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. Not as Katy, youth pastor, but simply as Katy. And I don't really know how to figure it out. It's a problem that I have struggled with frequently over the past few years, but as my friends start to really move on, I see it becoming more challenging.

To me, tonight, that question is what really matters.... where do I fit, just as me?

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