Windowsill

When did we get too big to stand on the windowsill? When children are small it's easy to measure their growth....notching off each year's achievement and being constantly amazed by upward progress. A small person in a giant's world where everything feels too big...do we ever know when things are just right a la Goldilocks? Is it better to keep striving onwards and upwards as weeks turn into months into years? If we stop and look through that window, unable to fit on that sill anymore, I wonder what we will actually see. And it's the journey that's important of course..we all already know the destination, but I suppose it's a matter of whether you take the scenic route or head straight for it, no stop offs..It comes as quite a jolt to realise that you have become a grown-up...when did that happen? Even now it feels like I'm playing at it, like some other adult is going to come along and take charge. I might not be able to stand on that windowsill, but I can still kneel....