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I wish the word "caboose" didn't sound silly when not used in reference to a train. Because that's what we are, right? Not the front end, but not dragging either. Attached, carrying half the weight, and pushing when needed.
Trailing makes me think of being a little sister and my older sister getting mad when I followed her around. Or grades in school getting gradually lower, and falling behind. Or following someone when they don't know it (like a private detective?). The only positive thing I can think of is the trail left behind a comet:
Comet dust trails are the collections of large (greater than 0.1 mm) particles that closely follow a comet's orbit like the boxcars of a freight train (although trails are not physically bound together). Dust trails are the youngest meteoroid streams, and when they intersect the orbit of a planet they can create meteor showers. Some asteroids have been dynamically linked to meteor showers. However, dust trails have only been observed around comets. - Astro.umd.eduHrm. Actually, that doesn't sound great either. Though it does bring my train analogy into play. Things that trail seem light or superfluous, without great consequence or presence:
An email from a colleague of my husband referred to his Trailing Spouse; you can imagine my reaction. When I told a friend about this, she asked if I were planning to wear Laura Ashley dresses and waft about, chiffon scarves floating in my wake. - La Douce Vie SuisseI should change the name of my blog, completely. I just need to leave bread crumbs so other women (like me, when I started this journey) can find there way here, and to other helpful places.