I'm over half-way through what should be my last summer semester at USF before graduation. It feels strange to say I'll be graduating next May. But it also feels good.

Several months ago, I talked on the phone with a friend of mine. She and I talk maybe once a year, catching up like it was yesterday. She's a year older than I am, and disenfranchised with her job.

"Why not go back to school for something else?" I asked. No, she was too old. We're both in our early 50s.

How old is too old? I have no idea. Last summer, in one of my online classes, we were encouraged to introduce ourselves. One of the students mentioned he'd started college right out of high school, but then got married, went to work, raised kids...the whole family life. Never finished school. When his wife died, he went back to school. Promised his wife when she was sick. He's in his 70s.

My dad went back to school at 49, getting his Master's several years later. Loved it.

A woman I met on the bus to school during my first semester at USF mentioned that the school allows anyone over 60 to take classes for free. The stipulations for the free classes are that: you're not going for a degree, and you wait to see if the class is full (so you don't take a paying student's spot). I'm not sure if there's a limit to how many classes a semester a person can take this way. But this particular woman didn't mind; she was still getting the education her parents (and she) couldn't afford years earlier. She'd been taking one or two classes a semester for 24 years! Eighty-four years old, and still learning!

My point is this: if you're wanting to go to school or otherwise "following your bliss", what are you waiting for?