Growing Up

Growing Up

A Story by Edmund Reilly
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High on coffee and thinking out loud!

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Although the very quintessence of life, but yet, a very mysterious thing it is, growing up. It is a road that we all travel. All the different lives we live and different people we become at different points in our journey is what makes it so especial. It is an intriguing process! Oh, it is very fascinating indeed. Just think about how every year people celebrate their birthdays. What is it that they are celebrating? I do not believe stepping into this world is something worth celebrating nor I believe leaving it to be something to grieve for.

We change drastically as we live on and sometimes we do not even realize it. Every year people celebrate their birthdays to mark it as a reference point, a go-back-to point, for their new-selves to remember the old-selves. That’s the process of growing up. Our memories define who we truly are and that person, by no means, have to be the same as who we pretend to be - and it usually isn’t. Memories change through time, and so must we. It is about moving forward after all. However, despite all the efforts we put in setting up those reference points, we yet cannot remember all those people we used to be. Often forget we do all that we were, and so forget we do all that we are.

I do not know where but I know that it is somewhere along the way, as we grow up, that we leave behind our curiosity, wonder, and imagination. We grow bigger and our world grows smaller. The world that used to be a wonderland to us, looks very simple all of a sudden. The question marks in our heads get fewer and fewer and even those few no longer need answering. A rainy day is no longer beautiful and making snowmen is no longer fun. The snow is biting cold after all.

That is when we stop chasing our dreams. We get so caught up in life that we start believing that all those dreams we had were never anything but mere dreams of a child. We start blending into the world, and we start accepting all that we hear and see, and we learn not to question, not to think, and not to run. We start caring way too much about what others say or think about us that we forget to care and think about ourselves. We choose to forget our dreams, because we dare not to chase them for they now sound so childish all of a sudden.

There is this question that I keep asking myself. A question that bothers me very much. A question that comes from those old memories oozing its way out through those small wounds some memories carry. “Why did I dream it then? Why did I think that I could do it all?” I ask myself sometimes. I am afraid that one day I’ll remember. One day, I will realize how small my world has become and then I’ll remember. Everything that I was and everything that I grew out of. The day when that sudden epiphany comes, I will try to keep in mind that it was me who dreamed it all. So perhaps there is still time to live those dreams once again.


© 2016 Edmund Reilly



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Edmund Reilly
This is not a story really. It's just me being high on coffee and thinking out loud!

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Man Edmund, this poem cut deep into the soul. It is very well constructed and you touch in great detail how growing kills dreams. I love especially when you said as we grow bigger our world grows smaller. Wow! that was so dead on because it made me think about my life and how truly small my world has become. Thanks for sharing this thought provoking writing. Laters, N.

Posted 1 Year Ago


A nicely written piece. Yes, growing up comes with a price. The dreams that were so important once may not have the same charm as we progress in life. This in itself is growing up. We change, our dreams change and so do our goals.
What really pains is when the loved ones around you change.....
Life goes on..... Keep writing, my friend
All the best

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

That's very true. Thank you for you feedback :)
Here is my afternoon coffeed response...
Sorry- but you just started remembering.
Good luck going back...
when you start dreaming again you do silly things like joining sites like these...
and rambling on someone else's ramblings- maybe just a bit less confined
than the day before.
I wonder how far we unwind?!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

Haha thanks for dropping by Bacchus. And yes, that is very true. Coffeed ramblings are the best! :D
The mind closes up as we grow up. Or perhaps, its a defense mechanism to protect our mindset that becomes too hardened by then. It is the child in us that loses out and no wonder we don't see any more wonder in this world. But there is hope yet and it begins with this realization. If we keep reminding ourselves of our dreams, we can begin living them some day....A very insightful write and appreciated very much.

And wishing you all the best with your dreams!

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

I wish you all the best with your dreams too! Oh, and thank you for dropping by and reading these ju.. read more
DIVYA

1 Year Ago

You are most welcome :)
Some profound, deep thoughts have been mentioned. Our state alters as we grow up- very veracious- our fads alter as we grow up- very veracious again- and our inquisitiveness and zeal curtails as we grow up- eminently veracious once more.
Those dreams of ours which we used to dream once- I used to dream some silly things too- which we took for the best now seem silly, childish and daft. We become strange as our age goes up, don't we? We forget our friends, we start taking no notice of man people and we commence condemning every person who comes across our way.
A very well written piece of writing. Keep up the good work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

We do indeed become strange as we grow up, I agree with you entirely. Thanks for dropping by. I'm gl.. read more
good musings that got me thinking, Edmund. the gist of this write is where did our child's dreams go?
simply put, life happened. you grow up, get a job, marry, have kids, morgages to pay..... there's no more room for dreams. that carefree life is dead and buried. BUT if you manage to retain that child's spirit, a fun-loving soul that will make you enjoy life, what's left of it.
Gee, I've never been this serious in my life.
I enjoyed reading this little piece, Edmund. it certainly sheds some light on the person hiding behind it.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

Hi Woody! Thanks a lot for dropping by, and thank you for your kind words :)
Well good thing you were high on coffee because you got me thinking too about my dreams. I also ask myself why I dreamt them if what I envisioned doesn't come true. Do I even remember some of the dreams I wished for long ago? I cannot remember, but I know this: growing up doesn't mean you have to let go of your dreams. It just means you're maturing with time to make those dreams come true.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

I agree with you entirely! That's very well said indeed.
Thank you for dropping by, and thank.. read more
Zee Langa

1 Year Ago

Well if something is well-written, you have to use kind words.
I enjoyed this Edmund, it sort of makes me rethink how I spend my days. I have dreams to dream but also bills to pay. Hard to find that balance in life sometimes. Anyhow, nice work.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

Thanks for dropping by :)
There is no denying that whatever your thoughts were before writing this story, they are beautifully explained with your words to the reader. While reading, it seemed to me like every single line was explaining the philosophy of life.
Our memories define who we truly are -- this is the most reliable truth to understand who you are but instead we try to evade and wish to live a life where we can deceive ourselves , but we can't deny the reality. This is the most thought provoking line for me.
The ending of story was inspirational and motivating.
In the end i would love to say that you wrote this story which inspire the readers to have a look on their lives and decide once again to live for their dreams, otherwise there is nothing new in this world.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

Thanks Usman, I'm really glad you liked it, and I appreciate your kind words :) I agree with you ent.. read more
That must have been really good coffee - this was great! And so true! We all have big plans and dreams when we're young and then our world shrinks as we get older (I love that line you wrote we get bigger and our world gets smaller) I never thought about it before but it's so true and then as you also say we think it was silly or unattainable but if we challenged ourselves we know full well we could accomplish anything - we lose the drive, the spark....the dream! Bravo - I love this - it's got me thinking :)

Posted 1 Year Ago


Edmund Reilly

1 Year Ago

Oh yeah, the coffee's great! It drugged a post out of me. But on a more serious note, I used to work.. read more

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