“The first time I saw him again, it was another year, at my college graduation. And I just knew.”

“I had this whole plan when I graduated high school: I was going to go to college, date a few guys, and then meet THE guy at the end of my freshman year, maybe at the beginning of my sophomore year. We'd be engaged by graduation and married the next year. And then, after some traveling, we'd start our family. Four kids, three years apart. I wanted to be done by the time I was 35.”

“That was the first time I ever saw him smile. It transformed him from someone menacing to someone you wished you knew.”

“I was sitting with the rest of my college graduating class listening to the commencement speaker prepare us for life after graduation, and he had a lot of ground to cover because my liberal arts education had skirted the issue for 4 years. I was just waiting for them to call my name so I could go up, collect my diploma, fold it into a paper hat, and start flipping burgers at McDonalds.”

“I knew even then, the first time that I saw you, that I loved you.”

“The “some college,” “four-year college graduate,” and “no college” types who have high incomes often had a head start on many well-educated workers.”