{"id":1575,"date":"2007-03-29T23:06:00","date_gmt":"2007-03-29T18:06:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/?p=1575"},"modified":"2007-03-29T23:06:00","modified_gmt":"2007-03-29T18:06:00","slug":"grown-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/?p=1575","title":{"rendered":"Grown up"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Just had dinner with some old friends, where by &#8220;old&#8221; I mean &#8220;my age, and I knew them in high school.&#8221;  Happily married.  House.  Two year old kid.  Able to cook a mean paella, plus they popped a nice Pinot Grigio out of the wine fridge (wine fridge!) to share with the guest.  You know, grown-ups &#8230; like me.  I rolled up in my fancy rental car, paid for by my rock-star job &#8230; which sends me around the world and back again on the company dime.<\/p>\n<p>Sitting around the table after the kid was in bed, we talked about $6000 ambulance rides in the pediatric ambulance.  Their daughter has a seizure disorder.  Apparently it &#8220;usually&#8221; goes away by age 6.  Four years can seem like a long time when you&#8217;re waiting to hear the thrashing from the bedroom.  I shared stories from my mom&#8217;s funeral.  We talked about friends with drug problems, friends getting divorced, friends lost to the mists of time &#8230; but also friends with children, friends with success and happiness, friends whose lives are looking up.<\/p>\n<p>They shared a saying:  &#8220;If everyone lined their troubles up along the wall, you&#8217;d be in a pretty big hurry to grab your own troubles back.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>We agreed that, looking at things in perspective &#8230; even with grief and hardship on the table &#8230; what comes through is the good fortune.  The incredible luck to be able to talk about these things over a nice bottle of wine &#8230; to not have to hesitate even for a moment to say &#8220;yes&#8221; to that ambulance ride, that intubation, or whatever.  The freedom to reflect at all should leave us all stunned and grateful.<\/p>\n<p>We talked about the changes in friendship &#8211; how you can rarely tell, at the time, who your friends are.  It&#8217;s only as the years pass the true friends are revealed, and the passing buddies and chum(s) fade away.  We talked about old-people parties &#8230; nobody plays &#8220;I never&#8221; or &#8220;truth or dare&#8221; anymore.  Everybody already *has*, and talking about it just upsets the stability of things.  Instead we talk about our mortgages or how he previous owner of our house wasn&#8217;t worth a damn with the repairs he tried to make.  Just recently, we&#8217;ve begun to talk about management and the stresses thereof.<\/p>\n<p>With the really close friends we talk about insurance and salaries, about death and seizures.<\/p>\n<p>Young people think that idealism dies when you hit 30 &#8230; and sometimes it does.  Not always, however &#8230; and idealism tempered by reality is a pretty remarkable thing.  <\/p>\n<p>I begin to believe that we, you and I, might really be able to do some good in the world &#8230; if only we would step forward and simply do it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Just had dinner with some old friends, where by &#8220;old&#8221; I mean &#8220;my age, and I knew them in high school.&#8221; Happily married. House. Two year old kid. Able to cook a mean paella, plus they popped a nice Pinot Grigio out of the wine fridge (wine fridge!) to share with the guest. You know, <span style=\"color:#777\"> . . . &rarr; Read More: <a href=\"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/?p=1575\">Grown up<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1575"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1575"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1575\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1575"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1575"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/chris.dwan.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1575"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}