For most of my married life I’ve been known as, “A trailing spouse.”
Doesn’t it sound awful? It sounds derogatory. I often wonder why no better term could have been coined for something which would become almost a career vocation for many expats.
My job was to organise our international moves, find schools, Doctors and dentists, cope with the emotional fallout when the kids left friends on distant continents, and be the back-up team, who wrote freelance travel features in her spare time.
But once I was a secretary.
Way back in the 1970’s the job was a good one to have, and when you trained at secretarial college your teachers kind of inferred that you might end up working for a millionaire or a mogul – Hah!
Nowadays I don’t know anyone who’s a secretary. Is it just another job which has fallen foul to the ravages of time and new intelligence.
I wonder what other now defunct jobs there are in this brave new world of ours?
Women Over 50 with stories to tell
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