“We know exactly what we’re getting into. It’s not going to be perfect. We’re going to run into issues. Life’s going to hit us hard from all directions, all the time. But we’re choosing to do life together. We went into this with our eyes wide open.” I notice a sheen of tears clinging to Mom’s eyelashes, and for a moment I revert into a little kid. “Please don’t be mad at me,” I beg her, but deep down I know even if she stays mad forever, that’s just something I will have to deal with. I’ve made my choice. He’s it.
