“But how will she earn her bread?” The voice on the other end of the phone asks my soon-to-be husband expectantly. The question surprised him, and he didn’t really know what to say.
To him, it didn’t matter. But that question, casually thrown out by my soon-to-be in-law, echoed things buried deep down in my subconscious — although I would not realize it for many years.
At this point in my life, I had quit my job in order to move in with my boyfriend. Distance and commute limitations dictated that I would have to find work somewhere closer to where I was now living, but I had not yet started working again.
Read more on themighty.com