What I've learned from creating a family with someone whose entire life experience up to 7 years ago was nothing like my own:
An awareness of how much we waste and throw. I grew up in what would be considered "poor" or at least "lower class" for MY area.
HE has actually brought food to children who had nothing to eat for a few days because their mother's means of providing for them was whatever she could make selling hand-rolled cigarettes on a street corner...she got sick, couldn't go, they didn't eat.
Um....we had food, a place to live, a car. Not a new car. but a car. Clothing. The occasional trip, though not every year and nothing major like Disney or anything.
Cooking. Cooking and food are SIMPLE. He grew up watching his mom cook. I grew up watching my mom come home from work and run back out to a drive-thru. Or brown some hamburger, open a box, and follow the directions. Or I microwaved myself a frozen dinner.
I'm 34 years old, and I can finally say, after watching my husband....that I can now actually COOK. As opposed to following directions on a box or card and having no real clue what to do without my instructions. I still screw up sometimes, some real epic disasters. But, more often than not, I can produce something pretty decent.
My loving husband just informed me a couple weeks ago that he had no real clue until recently that I actually did not know how to cook. He did notice my cookbooks and stuff....he just thought we Americans had catalogs for everything! (that's exactly what he said. Also, until he was recently unemployed, he was not around to see how I got stuff done lol)
It seriously never occured to him that a woman could reach adulthood and not know how to cook. He wasn't being sexist or nasty or anything either...it's just that it never occured to him that a household could exist where a girl grew up NOT seeing her mother cook and the mother didn't have the daughter in the kitchen learning. He doesn't shop the center of the grocery store and the frozen section. 100% never occured to him that people could survive without knowing how to cook...unless you *always* eat in a restaurant.
what have you learned?