My Biography.

The years between college and marriage are typically given a small paragraph, a few sentences, in most biographies.

And during the months following graduation, April spent her time seeking employment, finding employment, and pining over her long distance lover.  A couple of airplane ticket stubs indicate that they made a few trips back and fourth, unbeknownst to some friends and family.  Yet, money was tight and they waited with eager anticipation until their wedding day. 

Or, if I were writing my biography.

During the months following graduation, April found herself panic-stricken by the fact that although she had achieved like a bandit up to this point in her life, she was now working for slightly-above-minimum-wage at a local electronics store.  She often thought that an electronics store was no place for a romantic, but shoved that notion aside in hopes that her scrawny paychecks would support her quaint wedding.  
April had a curious fascination with her unborn children.  Besides writing them the occasional letter during milestones in her young life, she secretly wondered if Madeline or Madeleine or Madylnn was a better spelling for her daughter's name.  The second spelling was quite French, which exuded elegance and sophistication. 
April spent the months before her wedding living at her aunt's house and wondering why she was there.  She desired to be in New Mexico, and friends often wondered and questioned why that wasn't the case.  There was nothing left for her in Minnesota.  If anything, though, she desired to be back home in Wisconsin, back where some of her friends remained, along with her parents.  The prospect of moving a great distance was daunting, and familial support was somewhat lacking amongst her distant relatives and future in-laws.  Minnesota, a place which once indicated escape and independence, was now a purgatory.
About four times a day, April pondered the notion of moving far away, combined with marriage. Both were great indicators that she would soon be friendless in the middle of a desert.  A notion that some would consider throwing your life away for a man.  But she was more romantic than that.
About an hour before April's first flight to visit her fiance, she wondered how many airplanes get struck by lightning.  She also wondered what was left out of most biographies of famous writers.