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When I broke up with my ex-husband, I swore I was never going to get married again. I was never going to twist and shape my life around another human being. And I was certainly never going to move to another country for another person again.
I ate my words.
Because I got married again.
We knew we would miss cooking meals for our guests of recipes that were a part of Rachid’s family. On the other hand we wouldn’t have the stress of repairs to be responsible for after a day at the beach which would give us more time and space to spend with our guests, answer e-mails more promptly, and continue working on our social media marketing and advertising.
Somehow Mama P just knew that the way she did things were good, useful, and healthy. To this day I only have vague rationalizations for her practices, which I have adopted. So this post is more to pay homage to Mama P’s instincts than something spectacularly backed up by research. But in an ironic twist, a lot of government advice sounds very similar to what Mama P had been doing all along.
