The daily WordPress prompt today asks bloggers about the role of the number 26. Here’s my take on the prompt.
When I was 26 years old, I made a decision to sign up for classes at our community college. I vividly remember sitting with the counselor and saying out loud that four years is such a long time to earn that bachelor’s degree- two years at college and then another two at the university. How would I manage going to school with all the responsibilities I have? I did manage.
At 26, I already had my three children. Goodness, what was I thinking? A young woman, with very young children, a part-time job, and my sights set on earning that degree. Was it a struggle? Absolutely. I was busy. I was stressed. I was determined. There days when it seemed that nothing went right until I arrived to class and found that the seat I usually sit in was still available.
I have some fond library memories…my children enjoyed going to the college library with me. The youngest loved to wiggle out of my arms and sit on the floor and the two older children felt “older” just by being around all the grown up books. They were fascinated with the automatic library door. They liked to stand in front of it and wave their hands to make it open. It was like magic to them. They had fun going with mommy to the library.
Those two years at college whirred by and on graduating day I proudly posed for pictures with my children. I accomplished the first goal toward the bachelor’s degree with the support of my family.
At 26, I was one busy and determined young woman!
Would you like to share something about yourself when you were 26?