What is a "coming-of-age" moment?  I know I'm obsessed with it because I missed my opportunity to have one.

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How often does that glorified "coming-of-age" moment truly take place? How many young adolescents develop an enlarged understanding of the vastness of this universe in a series of thought provoking events? ************

As a child and teenager, I was sheltered to an extreme.  Not only did I spend my teenage years homeschooled and in church (from which the majority of my social life came from), I grew up in a comfortable middle-class living situation with my dad in a prestigious career and my mom at home.  We lived in a safe neighborhood close to the beach and I never once had to worry about money or anything else for that matter.  Nothing bad ever happened to us - no tragic deaths in the family, no 

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I think the war in Lebanon when I was eleven was a big thing. Just having everyone on so many evacuation boats and trains and planes from so many different places with so many different summer fun goals just thrown out the window just to be shared by one which was to go home safely. Home felt like it was eons away. Some mean kid said something to me on my first day back here. my school was full of assholes but I genuinely didn’t care anymore and I was like alright I’m leaving. But that didn’t make me an adult, I was barely twelve. And as you know I didn’t very non adult things until I was out of highschool. But it birthed my understanding of the size of life. Seeing how strong and determined my mom was to get us out touched me. Like when the soldier wouldn’t let us on the boat she got on her knees and begged and he yelled at her to shut up but she didn’t care

But there were very many of those critical moments though later arguably much more influential that I genuinely believed happened through prayer and I’m sorry to be redundant with that topic but it’s true

The reason why I think we should prefer and think highly of the many crucial and tiny moments is bc they happen again more often. Like one happened after amother awful day with my nanny. I spent half the night furiated at how much she had been bullying me since I was a baby and somehow transitioned to spending the other half praying for her. Whatever I learned that night became a massive massive part of how I deal with people and life and the lessons always comes to mind in similar everyday situations