If he knew something bothered me or caused me pain, he wouldn’t do it, that simple.
He’s never treated me as anything less than his equal other than when it involves finances.
I was spoiled, wanted for nothing, and had everything. Then I married a man whose immediate family consists of 24 people. Family gatherings take place as often as daily since the entire family lives in very close proximity to one another.
Before meeting my husband he was feeling the Arabian pressure of ‘marriage’.
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.