Personal, Zen

Another year older, a little more perspective

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First, I’ll indulge y’all in a little #TBT action. This is a pic of my 3rd sister and me (the baby), and I can really see the resemblance that Bear Shark has to my face. He definitely got my husband’s mouth shape, but the head shape, the proportions of forehead to eyes and nose and cheeks are all me. Genetics are so fascinating!

My birthday is this week, and I’m coming to the end of my “young adult” years, according to marketers. After this year, I will no longer be grouped in with the 18-year-olds, the 20-somethings and the early-30s. Not like I really ever felt connected to the college crowd, even though I’m a borderline millennial.

I’m at an age where I’ve had more driving years than non. I enjoy the process of doing our taxes, especially if there’s a little refund waiting for us at the end. I also give fewer f***s about silly things in life, things not in my control, things that do not really matter and things that are loaded with drama. Maybe that puts me more in Gen X than ever before.

I saw an article from Salon.com about Generation X floating around Facebook, and it really started resonating with me the further I got into reading it. Gen X is personified by the “slacker” type, the misfits and feeling kind of meh about things. Every year that I get older, the less I let things bother me, and my blood pressure thanks me for that zen attitude.

Is “hapathy” a word? I don’t know. I just think the overarching theme for Gen Xers is one of happy apathy. The whole Buddhist approach to living teaches non-attachment, in that “attachment is the origin, the root of suffering; hence it is the cause of suffering.”

We grew up accepting that nothing was permanent—not the economy, not the Metric Conversion Act of 1975, not even the lead singer for Van Halen. … Because of this, we’ve learned not to get too attached. And because of this, we’re content.

– Generation X’s journey from jaded to sated, Salon.com

Not to say that nothing bothers me any more. There’s still plenty of things that get me riled up! A couple summers ago, I wanted to stop feeling helpless in our political process. While I understand that politicians have to pander to their most extreme, passionate voters (you know, the ones who turn out to all the local elections that matter most in our day-to-day lives), there were pieces of legislation that were being pushed through that hurt women, low-income families and access to affordable healthcare.

I was also tired of people complaining about politics, but then they say they won’t bother to vote because they don’t think their vote matters. YOUR VOTE MATTERS. YOUR RIGHT TO VOTE MATTERS. So I got deputized to register voters, and this week, I renewed my VDR (volunteer deputy registrar) for another 2 years.

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It’s amazing what the years have done to change me, mold me, build me and grow me. It’s funny to see how my perspective on life has evolved and what factors influence me now versus when I was younger. Everything they say about really coming into your own in your 30s is true, at least so far in what I’ve experienced. But I’ll revel in this new year of my life and enjoy being a “young adult” for another 365 days. Then, I guess next year, I can really camp out on my lawn, shaking my fist at the young’uns.

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4 Comments

  1. Happy birthday in advance! Here’s to being a young adult amidst being stereotyped as among the Gen X. There are just so many things going on around that sometimes, going on “apathy” mode gets a person going.

  2. Happy Birthday! It’s true that it is amusing to see that you have evolved throughout the years due to your experiences. If you have a journal to look back into, you may be laughing at life events that seemed so drastic like it was the end of the world for you. Congratulations on moving forward to another year, and here’s to adding more wisdom one day at a time in 365 days.

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