Twenty years ago he slipped a modest diamond solitaire on my finger. I was twenty-two, he was twenty-three. It was drizzling out, just like it had on the day I stepped up to give my speech at seventeen.
We had next to nothing, but yet we had more than anything.
I had no idea what lie ahead.
Law school. Five children. Cancer diagnosis and his passing five years later.
I remember the hope we had.
And I remember the hope I have. đź’™
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