When You're a Grown Up

Or should be, but it's just not very clear what that even means.

I wrote about it, here and here (in that column thing I do).

"A year after graduating from college, I found myself at daily mass with a friend my age and her newborn baby.  An older woman, heart-warmed by the sight of a beautiful young mother with her child, came up to us as we were leaving to tell my friend how happy she was to see a young woman living out her vocation."

And, just for good measure, here's this old piece on the same subject.