This post is my little attempt at clearing up some of the misconceptions regarding the Arab/American marriages.
In his culture men have an obligation to truly take care of their wives.
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.
I experience things in Kuwait I doubt many other Americans do… I wish I could say my life resembles every Westerner married to an Arab but I know that’s not the case.
Every situation is unique and some are better than others.
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.
Fortunately my husband does fit comfortably into this part of the culture he appears to have left so far behind. The typical Southern Belle raised as an only child in America. I never had to share anything with anyone — even my space.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.There’s very little about him that fits into the stereotypical ‘bedoin’ mold.Family members were actively seeking out prospective wives to include cousins. They have very close family ties and rarely marry outside of their tribe. And someone he could see himself investing a lifetime in. Certainly I’m not someone his mother would have chosen for him, but she’s never made me feel that way. Perhaps they were just relieved he was finally getting married?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.Many people have asked me what it’s like being an American woman married to an Arab man.