"Marry up, Krishann." I was a teen going on 20 when I sat on the edge of my aunt's bed listening to the pearls of wisdom she bestowed on me during what turned out to be my last summer away from home. My aunt is a wise woman—life has taught her so much. My immaturity often led me to think that I had things all figured out, but her words stuck with me, their echo growing increasingly loud during my high school and college years. "Marry up."
What she was saying was that I should marry someone who was more educated than me. If I had a Bachelor’s degree, then I should marry someone with a Master's degree. And if I had a Master's, then surely I should only say, "I do" to someone with a Doctorate. My interpretation was that I needed to marry someone with more potential than me—better off, even.
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