Born into a middle class mining family, D.H Lawrence grew up in the environment that was surrounded and supported by the coalmines. His father was a coal miner in the nearby mine. His mother was a schoolteacher that had retired when she started having a family. The family that Lawrence grew up in was not extremely poor, but they could have been financially better while he was growing up. Lawrence got his first job at fourteen when he went to work for a medical supply company (Worthen 182). While there he mostly wrote letters and did clerical work. This was his first working experience in life, which was good because it also taught him lessons about life (384). His father wanted his son to go to work with him in the mines. After his small working experience in this small mining town he decided that he would rather enjoy further schooling to become a writer. After constant debate he decided on attending the University of Nottingham. While there he began to write mostly out of pleasure and less out of necessity. After his graduation from University of Nottingham he decided to become a professional writer (Sagar 87).
D. H Lawrence published his first works only a year after his graduation from the University of Nottingham. Over the next few years he continued to write professionally and then in 1910 he finally married his longtime sweetheart Frieda Weekly. But the marriage defiantly got off on the wrong foot because of his wife's obvious German origin and the outbreak of World War I. In the end it was truly not to be, because in 1919 his wife, Frieda Weekly, was diagnosed with tuberculosis and fell extremely ill. Then in 1920 she died from her complications with the disease. After His wife's death Lawrence went into a deep depression stage, but with this depression came his love for traveling the world. After extensive travels he died in 1930 in a sanatorium in Vence, France. Ever since his great love for writing had expanded he never stopped writing, even in months before his death (Slade 71).