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.
If he knew something bothered me or caused me pain, he wouldn’t do it, that simple.
Before meeting my husband he was feeling the Arabian pressure of ‘marriage’.My husband has never asked me to cover my head, my face, hands, or feet.He’s never treated me as anything less than his equal other than when it involves finances.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.