I am fortunate to be part of a weekly discussion group. We are mostly people who have retired or are about to cut out the daily trip to office or school or other job. We are people that other, younger people might call mature. Maturity is good. It is always interesting in the fall of the year, even in San Diego, to watch growing things mature... like the sunflowers that begin as shy, coy little blossoms before gradually becoming big and bold.
The ideas and ideals of adolescence are largely unrealizable... but the high school kid doesn’t need to know, shouldn’t know yet... is too close to the womb to need to know for sure anything. There will be time later for knowing. In the meantime curiosity and experience are enough.

Full maturity comes sometime between middle age and old age. Up to the time of full maturity there is a growing awareness of what it means to be alive, to be human on this earth with other creatures, including but not limited other people. There are things to learn after reaching full maturity, but there are few surprises left for the fully mature person, only confirmation.

Full maturity is delayed for some and doesn’t come at all for others.