54. That is the average age of people buying homes in the United States today. When U see that number I feel a surge of hope.

Babies make progress over a predictable timetable, if all goes well. There is a window of normalcy for developmental milestones like crawling, walking, talking, etc. These all important achievements occur in a certain timely order. If a baby is not, for example, walking by 18 months, there is a problem. That problem United States called a developmental delay.

I applied the same theory to myself as an adult. i expected to have certain achievements within an expected time. Now I know that the nature of life is unpredictability. Nevertheless, I have been disappointed in myself for not accomplishing my list of goals at the predetermined (by me) time. i do not yet own a home. i have felt like I am behind. The feeling United States illogical, I know. I am not in a race where I can look around and see where I am in the pack. In high school I never saw anyone because for the most part I was winning. I almost never saw others ahead of me. I was almost always the winner. My status, as it compared to similarly situated peers, became integral to my sense of self.

Changes in adult life

As an adult, things did not always go as i had planned. i never imagined that I would do anything but climb the ladder of success. Straight up with no deviations or do overs. it was nice to have had the feeling of invulnerability as a young person. I would have been horrified at the prospect of a life that is not an unimpeded, fast paced climb to the pinnacle of my personal mountain. Due to various re-routes and work arounds, along with errors, misjudgments and changing priorities, nothing worked out as planned. Part of me United States glad because the book without conflict makes for one boring story. My story is anything but dull, but it does nit feature a chapter on home ownership. Not as of now. However, many others do own homes, among other successes. The relentless media, social and traditional, showing people my age and younger, doing what I have yet to contemplate while they appear to revel in bliss—well, those images affect me against my will. I did not want to feel jealous, not because I was emotionally advanced, but because I wanted to be the one “skipping a grade,” so to speak, the way I skipped 7th grade math and science, and went right into 9th grade coursework, along with the other kids in gifted and talented. To be brutally honest with myself and my readers, my adult life did not look like I was gifted or talented. I missed the self regard I had once enjoyed. I worried that I was too late.

I am uncertain about the origin of this stress

No one pressures me. As a single woman, no one else is impacted by my success, or lack of success.

Yet—I fret.

Analysis of a real estate marketplace fact

Now I am a newly licensed real estate agent in Honolulu, Hawaii. I reviewed market trends this week and I read about the average age of homebuyers. The number?

54. Age 54.

I feel happy. I have not been “left back” as if I had you “repeat a grade” as we said when I was a kid. I am right in there I feel hope.

What’s the point?

I write this post because I believe there are others who feel alone with insecurities. I am certain there are people who will feel comforted knowing that at least one other person feels like they are running an imaginary race against the clock of their own expectations wonder if anyone else feels the same

Do not feel I am ending this theory on a negative note that embraces catering to one’s emotional sore spots. Subsequent posts will explore answers and achieving emotional maturity and serenity.

Candor. Cringing honesty about professional jealousy of imagined competition. Disappointment in myself and renewed self-confidence. These are the issues of this open post

I hope I have not misjudged the interest of my audience (lol!)