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But this takes place in marriages all over the world — it’s not exclusive to the Arab man. What I do find very interesting and even a bit odd at times are those who stare.
I’m just so thankful, every day, that I married a man who is the perfect combination of East and West. We live in a very tribal area where Americans are almost never seen.
He’s responsible for all the bills and monthly obligations while providing me anything I want without hesitation — even if it means he goes without. My opinion matters and he always asks what I think or how I feel.
Having a husband like this has taught me to want very little as it’s far more important to me that he lives a stress free life and never goes without anything. I don’t have to ask his ‘permission’ to do anything, nor does he ask mine.
He can comfortably spend his Winter in a desert tent, cooking fresh meat over fahem, and brushing his teeth with a miswak. While I’m watching the Arab Ramadan shows, he’s fully invested in an episode of Daily Show or Colbert.
My husband made clear he wasn’t interested in an arranged marriage, but instead wanted to marry someone he chose. 🙂 Either way, this spoiled, only child now has a huge family who I love and cherish.
They accept I need a fork to eat my meals and they’ve always accommodated me without making me feel awkward.
Not only are they responsible for us financially, but also our emotional well-being.
For a woman to shed a tear and a man be the cause is shameful. Large family gatherings happened once a year during family reunion time and even that came to an abrupt halt when my grandparents died.