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’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.
He doesn’t judge others and he understands why some people might ‘wonder’ about us. Don’t allow others decide who you should be with or how you should live your life.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.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.