My co-workers are always talking about their successful, college-graduate kids who are doing so well in their jobs. I'm so embarrassed. I am surrounded every day by thousands of students, pursuing their education - making a better future for themselves, and she is no longer one of them.
I suspect that your workplace is probably a lot like the disboards. Everyone's child is practically perfect, all number one in their class, all pretty and popular and brilliant and just the cutest little thing in shoe leather.
Or that's what they would have you believe. They leave out the part about how their son got busted for DWI or how their daughter has a GPA of 0.7 and is dating the world's biggest pothead.
Ignore them. What's important isn't the degree your daughter earns, now or in the future. (And, yes, I'm a teacher in a college prep school. I value education. But I know it's not the key to happiness.)
What's important is that your daughter figures out how to make a living while being a good person and pursuing what makes her happy. If that means she doesn't get a college degree, or that she defers it until she's ready for it, then so be it. Lots and lots of absolutely miserable people have advanced degrees.
Yes, education is important. And, yes, it would have been nice if your daughter had handled this differently. But she didn't; it's water under the bridge. So please, stop beating yourself up over this. She tried the conventional path, and discovered that it wasn't the right one for her. OK, great-- she did it in the first 3 months, before either of you spent a fortune chasing a dream that wasn't going to work for her.
I trust that you raised a good kid who simply has to figure out what makes her happy. And she's going to be stubborn about it, and not let you help her as much as you would like to, and it hurts you like crazy. But keep reminding yourself: you raised a good kid who will find her way.
Brag all you want about both your kids, at work and elsewhere. But make it about who they are, and not the opportunities they've been given. Talk about their kindness, their sense of adventure, their sense of humor. At the end of the day, those are the hallmarks of the kind of people we admire, not the diploma on the wall.
Oh, and a little ice cream therapy probably wouldn't hurt. Carvel is still open, and I think I hear it calling your name.