Welcome to the very last #TrailingSpouseStories blog crawl. This last time, we all give our final words about the entire trailing spouse journey.
Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, a Princess fell in love with Prince from the neighboring kingdom. The Prince loved her so much that he asked her hand in marriage from the Good King and Queen. Though they were saddened that their baby girl was all grown up, they agreed that it was time. The Prince and Princess were married and everyone – all the nobility, the Fairy Godmothers, and all commoners – in both kingdoms celebrated on their most joyous day. And they lived happily ever after…
No, the Prince and Princess’ story does not end here, but begins there.
The Prince was called for duty in a land far, far away. Much, much further away from home. But the Prince did not want to leave his Princess behind, so they decided to go on this new adventure together as man and wife. The Good King and Queen waved goodbye as the Prince and their Princess rode off into the sunset towards the land of the great unknown.
In that land far, far away from home, the Prince and Princess lived in a modest cottage at the edge of a quaint village, a rather big change from the ginormous castle filled with servants to tend to every beck and call. “This is nice. This is cozy.” the Princess thought. “I can start anew as long as I’m with him.” as she gazed lovingly at her handsome Prince.
And she did.
She started with the cottage. She learned how to do the chores. All of them. From making the bed, sweeping the floors, cooking breakfast, lunch and dinner, and washing all the clothese, even the Prince’s underwear. Yup, it certainly wasn’t pretty, but the Princess was happy.
She even started to make friends with fellow villagers – the butcher where she bought her meats, the baker who baked their bread, the farmer who grew their vegetables and fruit and the other housewives, who gave her tips and tricks on how to keep their cottage a wonderful place to live in – and all the birds, squirrels and other animals from the woods. But the Princess still felt lonely, despite the Prince being there to listen to her. She thought that there was no one who could completely understand these nagging thoughts in her head, even the Prince couldn’t in as much as he tried to. Everybody in the village grew up there and never left. They were not strangers to the land and life. They did not have to start anew like she did.
The Princess sighed, sat down and looked out their window. Then she remembered the advice given by her Fairy Godmother on her wedding day: “My dear Princess, whenever you feel that nobody understands, just throw your worries to the wind. You’d be surprised at what you’d get.” She scribbled down her thoughts on a piece of parchment, whistled to her favorite bird and tied the note onto its tiny leg. “Fly, my little friend! Find someone like me!” she called out as it flew out into the world, hoping against hope that the message would reach someone who’d completely understand.
Every morning, after sending off the Prince to his duties, the Princess would sit by the window and wait. One day, two days, three days turned to two weeks. Maybe there is no one like me, the Princess sighed, Maybe it IS hopeless. She stood up, and continued doing her chores and living her life.
The next week, the Prince awoke to a tapping on their bedroom window. “My love,” he shook the Princess awake, “It’s one of your bird friends!” This was the day she had been waiting for.
“Do you have something for me, my little friend?” she whispered. The bird chirped happily, lifting his little leg with a new piece of parchment attached to it. Another bird flew in and another and another and another. More birds with notes!
The Princess opened each note and cried tears of relief, “Somebody understands! I am not alone!” She gathered all the notes and lined them all up on her desk, grabbing a pile of parchment to scribble in her replies. The small flock of birds looked on and chirped happily as they enjoyed their rewards, pecking on fresh apple slices, for a job well done.
The Prince kissed the top of his Princess’ head before he left home for duty. “I am glad my Princess. I sure am glad.”
And the Princess lived happily ever after, comforted by the fact that she was not alone and, more importantly, understood.
Thank you everyone for joining a year of sharing wins and battlescars from the trailing spouse journey! I wish everyone happy trails to the many days ahead in this continuing adventure 🙂
Check out other #TrailingSpouseStories in this month’s blog crawl:
Didi of D for Delicious tells more about the happy ending of the trailing spouse fairy tale.
Yuliya of Tiny Expats shares why the trailing spouse life is a challenge and why its great to share stories with fellow trailing spouses.