My daughter married my ex-husband—but on their wedding day, my son pulled me aside and whispered, “Mom, there’s something you need to know about Martin.” D
I married very young, long before I understood what marriage actually demanded of a person beyond loyalty and routine. I was twenty years old when my daughter was born, and by twenty two I was holding my son in my arms, exhausted, hopeful, and convinced that love could be built simply by enduring long enough….
