Leaving a Trail


They call me the trailing spouse, the one-half of a marriage who gives up her comfortable life, to follow her breadwinning husband and his new job posting overseas. Three years ago, I gave up everything—my family, my friends, and the home we remodeled with our own blistered and calloused hands. I gave up my Saturday morning run and the local library stacked high with English books. I gave up the swing-set where my three kids learned to pump their legs and fly, feet first, to the sky. I said goodbye to my community of faith and Panera Bread and the weekly sales at Target. I watched men pack up all my possessions in brown cardboard boxes, bound for a foreign land.

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