May 2011 GraduationIn 1971 I started Head start (the Kindergarten of the dark ages). Now, forty years later, I have graduated from Henderson State with my BSG. It’s been a long ride and it’s not over yet. I actually love school. My mom had to make me stay home when I was sick—not so my sisters! I loved reading and writing, recess and my friends;  it was all good. I was probably the only student who read the entire text books assigned to me within the first month of school.

There were a few teachers along the way who truly inspired me. Mrs. Battles and Mr. Bobby Holcomb were both high school English teachers who pushed and prodded me to be a better student and to dream big. However, as a high school student, it was never discussed whether I would attend college or not. I knew that it just wasn’t in the cards. Financial aid wasn’t as plentiful then as it is now and while I was a good student, I wasn’t the top student. I graduated in the top quarter of my class and was fortunate enough to “win” a scholarship to the local vocational technical school.

Vo-tech provided me with the skills needed to get a job. I loved it. Back then I could type upwards to 150 wpm, do around 15 thousand keystrokes on the 10-key calculator and write 110 wpm in shorthand. My hard work paid off and I earned a Secretarial Science Certificate .These skills, even the shorthand, have helped me get to where I am today.

In spite of a job that paid well, I just wasn’t happy. I really wanted to go to college and in 1987 my boss decided to relocate. This was the proverbial boot in the seat needed to motivate me to go ahead and try to enroll in college (and move out of my parent’s house since I was 20 years old). My original goal in attending college was to be one of the first in my family to get a college degree. Financial aid and 30+ hours per week at Wendy’s saw me through all but one semester of college at HSU. One semester before graduating, I quit to get married and raise a family.  Looking back, we might not have struggled as much through the years had I just stuck it out. To top it off, Dana beat me to the degree, not to mention that she was smarter and a lot more driven than I would ever be and went further than I had even dreamed of going.

Learning certainly didn’t stop when I quit school. At one point I worked for a life insurance company (that’s where the shorthand helped) and took several insurance classes–mostly so I could get a pay raise. After PFL, I became an office manager to some small companies and continued in that line of work until an opportunity was given to me to become a real estate appraiser. This required even more education and an exam to qualify for my license. I failed the state exam by one question the first time but passed with low flying colors the second time. I was excited to enter a new field and have continued learning and education in that field for the past 10 years.

Eventually though, all good things come to an end. The mortgage industry crashed and along with it, the majority of my livelihood. Dark days and sleepless nights were the norm. It was time to see about completing school and making a career change. In 2008, since I like to eat, I took a “real” job instead of being self-employed and enrolled in classes. Friday the 13th of 2011 saw the end of a long journey. I have many people to thank along the way, my parents for being supportive and encouraging me to go to school, my friends and family and who kept telling me I could do it, my children for waiting on me when I had to study or take exams; and,  last but not least, my husband, who has helped me study and wiped my tears when I thought it was too hard and wanted to give up.It is finished but the battle is far from over. I’ve been accepted into the Master’s program and my goal is to complete it within 18 months or less. I know I can do it and I know it will not be easy. Besides, I have to catch-up to Dana!

The moral? Don’t let old age hold ya’ back!