Today my baby graduated college (Class of 2010 at Wright State University). It took her seven years (with a nine month break spent in Australia), but I'm proud she stuck it out and got it done.
I don't think college was right for her in the beginning. After a little more than a year of classes, she decided to drop out and live in Australia. The day she left was the worst day of my life. I worried everyday that something would happen to her and we wouldn't know. She depended on friends to live, so she had no money, no place of her own, no real way to communicate. Lucky for us, Australia wouldn't let her stay longer than nine months and she had to come home.
The girl who left for Australia was a little spoiled. The woman who returned was wiser and nicer. She asked if she could go back to college (asked, because we were paying) and changed her major from music to english. She took all the classes she could at the Community College to help with the costs (since it was much cheaper than the University).
It wasn't long before she moved out, though (we kind of saw that coming), but she continued to go to school full time while working full time. It was a hard task for her, but she made it - and with a B average.
I think her trip to Australia was really the best thing she could have done. I don't think she would be where she is today without that experience. It was a rough nine months for me, but did wonders for her. We're proud of her and I just wanted to let her (and everyone else) know.