This post is my little attempt at clearing up some of the misconceptions regarding the Arab/American marriages.
Perhaps I should clarify a bit; my husband is not only an Arab, but he’s a bedoin (desert) Arab.
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.
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.
When we venture into the city or the malls no one even takes a second look.
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.
They accept I need a fork to eat my meals and they’ve always accommodated me without making me feel awkward.
I’m never left out of family events and they even go out of their way to embrace things from my culture.
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.
But we go to the local co-op and people literally stop what they’re doing to stare. I respect that more than the stares, and I think my husband appreciates it more as well.
My husband is very out-going and friendly to everyone.
He’s actually more Westernized than many ‘city’ Arabs I know.