I am comfortably in the middle. I don't know why middle children complain because the middle is quite nice actually. Expectations are low. Production is high. Anything is possible in the middle.
I am most comfortably in middle age at this point. While I do mourn the passing of time and that my Big Littles are going to be out of the house in the next few years, I find my own self quite grounded.
Friends, the twenties are the worst years of your life. It's a fact and if, for some reason, that was the opposite for you then consider the rest of your life on the downward slope. For the rest of us, life is increasingly better the older you get. You grow so much in the twenties and thirties so by the forties you are enjoying the knowledge of who you are and what you want to pursue in this life. Many times that leads to the "midlife" crisis where you realize that job you are doing because your 'rents paid your college tuition isn't at all what you want to do with your life and you change careers. I never really had a career so I am not plagued by job doubt or regret; I do already know I am passionate about writing.
Aside from the aging of the body, and the subsequent changes that occur, I have never felt more beautiful and confident in my own skin. I picture myself daily in reading glasses with a smile and a mug in my hands and it fits. I am firmly moving into more of a matron status and it is the best thing since sliced bread. Matrons. We're smart. We're confident. We're capable. We're in the middle. We know what we want. We aren't afraid to pursue it. The twenties and thirties drift away and we are left with life and the understanding that has been elusive. Aging is better. When you can put the insecurities of your earlier years behind you, it frees you to be effective. And I think that's what middle people are, effective.
Tell all your friends...celebrate all the birthdays.
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