I married a man that drank from coffee mugs that were molded into the faces of the Star Trek crew. In his apartment, he had Star Wars action figures, still in boxes, nailed to the walls of his bedroom, and displayed with more care than grandma’s fine china. Our engagement photo was doctored to give us Vulcan ears. Despite my disinterest in space fiction, we clicked. I certainly married knowing our offspring had the potential to become Jedi.
We have three children now, two boys and a girl. My boys have adopted their father’s love for Star Wars and Star Trek. My daughter has a tolerant but shared boredom with me.
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