I was 19, in Tech school, and dating a wonderful guy when Mom informed me that her and stepdad were relocating 2 states away. I had the choice of going along or staying behind. Love won, so boyfriend and I took an apartment together. Three years later we were married, and 22 years later we're still together. It was scary at first, but I had been taking care of myself nearly my whole life to that point so it wasn't too bad.