Happy with my adult life and glad to be here rather than a kid again.

I miss the carefree, reesponsibility-free aspects of childhood and the fun, too, of things like Christmas or Halloween or even just bedtime stories and playing in the yard without a care in the world. But as I've gotten older, I've gotten smarter, calmer, more free, more connected with others, and more comfortable with myself. Sure, bills, responsibilities, work/school and day-to-day drudgery are a pain, as are deaths of loved ones, illness, raising children, and other miseries that adults have to endure. But that's the territory that comes with adult life, too. The bad, as CS Lewis learned, makes you appreciate the good all the more, at least if you let it and don't dwell on the bad stuff. I only have to think about alternatives like death or prison to know I'll take the freedom and the joy along with the misery.