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I didn't finish college when I was young. I got married and had children and ran the house and worked part time. Then when I was in my very late 20's I decided to go back to college. It was hard because I still had to run the house and take care of the kids. But it was fulfilling and I worked hard because I felt like I was taking something away from my family, both my time and money. I really enjoyed school and I enjoyed doing homework with my kids. We'd all be working at the dining room table and they would always get done before me. Or I'd be hidden away from the noise trying to get done or awake working while everyone in the house was asleep. I was always a good student but there was a lot I had to relearn. It was hard but I did well, better than when I was younger because there was no time for parties.
I fully expected my children to learn from me and see how hard it was to go back to school. But guess what? They didn't. My oldest graduated high school at 16 and promised that she would go to college. And she did, for one semester. And that was mostly drama and dance classes. My second and third didn't even make that half-hearted effort. But real life hit them after a while and my second started and finished her nursing degree. Then my oldest went back and is working on her teaching degree. Now my youngest is starting this semester. He wants to teach, which is what he talked about doing when he was younger. My husband and I are so proud and happy about the news. I think it's going to be harder for him now because he has to work full time and go to school. But he and his sister will be attending the same college and that may keep him going. I think he'll appreciate it more than he would have if he'd lived at home and we had paid for everything. Of course, if he (and his sisters) had just listened to their mother to begin with, he'd be finished with school and working at developing young minds. WOW, that is a scary thought.