A Full Circle Love Story
My parents’ love story is by no means an epic romance, or a romance at all really. Their marriage was in fact something that probably should never have happened. But it is still a love story. They met as fresh-faced 20-somethings, both off on very different ventures into adulthood which, by happenstance alone, brought them to the same geographical location at the same time. My mother was a post-college graduate seeking literary inspiration from mountains, an ideal that was instilled in her early on in the stories of Heidi’s adventures in the Alps. My dad, a rebel, was seeking to escape to a place where the road was open and adolescent legal troubles would not follow. Both wannabe hippies in their own rights led them to Santa Fe, New Mexico in the late 1970s.