I was that woman, I could have been a man in this situation, but I was that woman. You know the one, the Trailing Spouse as we are commonly known. The one that gets to say “Yes” to moving abroad with their partner, the one who leaves their job, moves the family, deals with the chaos and arrives in a foreign country to settle the brood into a new way of life.
After doing as much research as I possibly could, we still arrived in a country that was completely foreign. The airport was bustling with an array of people from all over the world – India, Pakistan, Japan, Malaysia, America, the UK, Philippines, just everywhere and then there was us. Continue reading






