My great grandma was in the paper for getting her GED at 82. She had 7 children and her husband was killed when my grandpa (the second youngest) was a year old.

That woman worked in a canning factory for years raising 7 children on her own. In the late 60's ish she bought a tiny store in a town of less than a thousand people.

I grew up riding in the back of my grandpa's truck to the store where she'd give my cousins and I a candy bar and a pop.

When she sold the store in 2010 she used the money to pay for her own funeral.

I always thought she was a bad ass for getting her GED so late in life. I feel like shit because I'm 29 and still don't have mine. I miss her.