I finally did it. I’ve officially signed up for classes. I’m going to get my degree!
It’s about time. It’s only been my biggest regret for the last 28 years. Over all that time, I simply found one excuse after another not to pursue it.
Excuse #1: I wasn’t ready.
I wasn’t ready to go to college when I graduated high school. I was spoiled, lazy, and immature. There was no way I’d have made the most of the investment. I decided I would take a year off…instead I got pregnant and married. (Yeah, in that order. No, I wasn’t very bright back then.)
Excuse #2: My kids became my priority.
Getting pregnant was a wake-up call. I wanted my child to be everything I wasn’t. Slightly misguided, but with a persistence I never had before. I committed everything I had to raising a family. However, even with a supportive husband, I could barely juggle a full-time job and give my kids the time and attention they deserved. As counter-intuitive as it may sound, going to school would take away from the life I had created for my family. It would just have to wait until my kids were were self-sufficient.
Excuse #3: Was it financially responsible?
Again, it sounds counter-intuitive, but I had a good job and a good living. Could I really justify the financial investment when there’s no guarantee that my prospects would be any better after I graduate?
Excuse #4: I’m getting too old.
It’s almost 30 years since I graduated from high school. I don’t care that 70 year-olds have done it. It’s still damn intimidating to be the lone middle-aged matron in a sea of bright shining faces, all in their places.
And, what are the prospects for middle-aged women newly graduated from college?
Excuse #5: I’ve got a demanding job.
Over the last three years, I’ve had substantial opportunities to grow and evolve into a leadership role within my current department. These responsibilities haven’t left much time for anything outside of work. However….
All these excuses really just masked a fear of failure. I’ve been reminded though, I’m not the same person I was 30 years ago.
- I’ve worked hard to create the life I live and it’s taken perseverance, self-sacrifice, and maturity.
- My kids are now amazing, self-sufficient, responsible adults.
- I have an amazing boss that’s encouraged me to grow professionally and has lightened my load to pursue this goal.
- And, I’m not getting any younger. I still have dreams and time to rectify some regrets too.
So now I’m out of excuses.
I’m still afraid. As I tackle my first couple of courses, I’m especially afraid of the commitment I made. How am I going to get it all done?
I guess, by ignoring my excuses and practicing perseverance, self-sacrifice, and maturity. Heck! I’ve got some experience with that.