Waleed and I celebrate today our wedding anniversary. January 21, 1997 it was when we were legally bound together. Yes, 17 years of wedded bliss! Ours is the kind which readily fits the oft-quoted description of a “marriage made in heaven.” And if there is such a thing as a perfect marriage, ours is. Well, near perfect, and I can settle for that anytime.
We started together, initially, as lovers, 24 years ago. Waleed came into my life at a time I was grappling to recover from a failed marriage. Less than a year prior, I put an end to my unhappy marriage, a union, which, from the very beginning, was doomed. As my father told me then, “It will never succeed because you are marrying the wrong guy!” I never listened to his wise counsel, neither to my mother’s and the rest of my close friends and cousins who were all opposed to my decision of marrying a young boy known to be irresponsible and a spoiled brat. I had, of course, my reasons and this will be a subject of a future story for my blog.
Well, we all make mistakes and I finally had to accept and face defeat – something which I hated doing and for this reason I suffered a lot. What is important now is that I found that happiness which every woman deserves.
I didn’t believe it at first that Waleed could be serious with me, a woman who had a past. So, I told myself then that I will just play along with him. Any guy would do for as long as I get to eventually recover from my past failure. I was wise enough to realize then that the fastest way to forget a failed relationship is to get involved with another man.
Waleed was very young then, only 22 years old, and single who was never tied legally to any woman. I felt bad because I was very much aware I was using him for my own selfish needs. When he showed he was serious in his intention to pursue me, I tried to discourage him. I remember telling him: “What are you doing with a woman who is 10 years older than you are and who was once married with two children? You deserve better!” So I played cupid instead and matched him with a young and single colleague of mine at work. I actually arranged for them to meet, but as destiny would have called, I ended up being with him instead and my colleague with his best friend! He told me then that he loves talking to me more and that he finds me very interesting and the other girl very boring, LOL!
From then on, I resolved to just allow things and events to happen as they would. And that was when I started to appreciate his persona – that of a young and handsome man who was too old for his age, very intelligent (which was my weakness) and was serious in pursuing what he thought was worth pursuing. Seven months through our budding relationship, Kuwait was invaded by Iraq.
Our love grew during those very difficult and trying months of the war. There was always the fear hovering above us that we wouldn’t survive the imminent danger to our lives. Waleed wanted me then to leave Kuwait, as he feared most for my life than his, but I didn’t want to go. I cannot stand leaving him behind in a very unpredictable and dangerous situation.
And so our love got tested further. And it miraculously survived those seven long months of terror and fear!
What we went through then have actually now become a symbol of our long and lasting love. If we survived a war, what more obstacles then which will come in our lives that we cannot hurdle?