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.
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.
Some even ‘warned’ me before making the decision to get married.
This post is my little attempt at clearing up some of the misconceptions regarding the Arab/American marriages.
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.
My husband is very out-going and friendly to everyone.
He treats everyone with dignity and respect, regardless of their nationality or employment ‘status’. Would I recommend every Western woman run out there and marry an Arab man? I simply encourage people to stand up for what you believe in.
Before meeting my husband he was feeling the Arabian pressure of ‘marriage’.
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?
Every situation is unique and some are better than others.