Had a friend.
   He married his high school sweetheart.
       The year he turned 38, his first child started college, the second high school.
         "Feels so empty" he said
            "You'll understand."

I married later,
   To someone I wish I'd known from childhood.
      The year I turned 38, buried two children, lost another from miscarriage.
         Feels so empty
            I understand.

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