I met the man who would become my husband when we were still teenagers, back when the future felt wide open and uncomplicated. We were seniors in high school, old enough to believe our feelings were serious and young enough to think love alone could carry us anywhere. We talked about college campuses we had never seen, tiny apartments with unreliable plumbing, and careers we barely understood. Everything felt possible.
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