When life got tough, I used to wonder what my life would've been like had I taken any of the paths I could have taken. None of them included marriage and children at the time. Growing up, my age group wasn't included in the b**mer generation. That came much later, after someone juggled some numbers. It was kind of odd, growing up in the'70's in a small town. Most moms didn't work until we were in high school. Mine did. We were a minority of latchkey kids in our town.

College wasn't possible for me. Remember, there really weren't student loans back then and I only managed a small scholarship. It wasn't close enough to pay for school. My parents wanted to go themselves, but couldn't and so they didn't believe in helping us out. I couldn't even get them to fill out the FAFSA form. I tried several times later on, but it never worked out.

I've always wondered, what if. I made damned sure my daughter finished college with a decent degree that would take care of her and any children she might have. Thankfully, she's good at what she does and enjoys it. I can live with that.