I took my first ever placement exam for college yesterday. I was so nervous beforehand. I really thought I was going to throw up. It was surprisingly not that bad. I did really well on reading and writing and not so well on math. Listen though, my expectations of my math grade were not high going into this. When you start putting letters into math, my brain explodes. 11 years ago, the thought of going to college didn't even occur to me. The last year of High school, my father was very sick. He did end up making it to my high school graduation, then I went to visit him in Illinois (where he and most of my family reside) that September. By November, he was gone. At that point, all I wanted to do was get away. And so I did. I met my ex husband and within 2 weeks we were off to Texas. Probably not the smartest decision I've ever made. It's something I would definitely never want either of my kids to do. But, I was in love. And I was broken. And I wanted love to fix my broken...