I learned to tie my shoes the 'correct way' when I was eight years old. That's right. Not to say that I couldn't tie my shoes, because I could. I just made two loops and tied them together instead of the traditional pulling the second strand through to make the second loop.
I've never had a real job. A job that I could put on a resume with a manager that wasn't my sister or someone I've known since I was a kid. I'm 24, mind you.
I finished high school at 20. No I wasn't held back. I was home schooled for high school. I just didn't do the work until I felt such pressure that I would explode if I didn't send a test in. Note to any parents putting their kids through a correspondence school: Check in on their progress. Ask about what they are learning.
I do not have a driver's license. In England this would be somewhat normal. Heck, Chicago has it's fair share of license-less people. But they have subways and buses. We don't (at least decent buses). I catch rides everywhere.
I just went on my first date ever. Again... 24. It went well, no fire-y rains of terror.
I just started college this past autumn. After a few years of worrying and deliberating and ridiculousness.
This post has a point, I promise. It's not meant as a complain-y wall of text, but rather a reminder. People do thing at different speeds. Just because someone isn't meeting the goals of their age group, doesn't mean they never will. It's also not a terrible thing if they don't, just so long as they find a way around it.
Or to put it another way, it's doesn't matter that you can't tie your shoes the right way, just that you don't trip on the laces as you walk.