The trip that SAVED ME
Mar 05, 2020
2 minutes
Thirty years ago, my marriage ended in miserable failure. It had only lasted six years. My family were aghast – I’d grown up in a culture where having a husband meant everything.
Friends sympathised with sad head tilts, but also seemed to hold on to their partners that little bit tighter, as if what had caused my broken relationship was something they could catch.
With hindsight, the
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