by AnnSheybani | May 21, 2011 | adventure, choosing a mate, dating, Dr. Laura Schlessinger, husband, Iran, marriage, match profile, Match.com, Uncategorized
Hakim’s niece was about to marry a Persian boy she’d met at school. She’d done things right, however, unlike some of her cousins. She hadn’t fallen in love beforehand. She’d accepted the offer of marriage, after considering a number of formal suitors, based on...
by AnnSheybani | Apr 24, 2011 | Awaken the Giant Within, Confidence, Neuro linguist programing, Self-Esteem, Tony Robbins, Uncategorized
Spring is upon us. The lilac tree is budding, the daffodils are up, and it’s been raining non-stop for nearly a week. I figure it’s time to shake things up a little. Do a little spring cleaning. I ran into a lovely lady by the name of Kit Furey while Walt and I were...
by AnnSheybani | Apr 14, 2011 | Authenticity, books, Cinderella, Codependency, exotic cultures, extreem dependency, goals, husband, identity, Intimacy, Islamic Fundamentalist, marriage, Muslim, pregnancy, Prince Charming, trapping a man, Uncategorized, virgin, virginity
When I was in first grade, I wanted more than anything to be Cinderella. I found the picture book character, one I’d come across in the school library, the embodiment of glamour. From her sparkling full-length yellow dress, to her pair of smashing, see-through pumps;...
by AnnSheybani | Mar 31, 2011 | Cultural Issues, Uncategorized
When I was young, I fancied myself a global citizen. A Margaret Mead type, who gravitated towards exotic cultures. Impressed with my “intimate” knowledge of obscure peoples, of my ability to hang out in their communities like the team mascot, I turned my nose up at my...
by AnnSheybani | Mar 2, 2011 | Cultural Issues, Uncategorized
“He’s hypnotized you,” Mom said when I told her I was going to marry the Iranian and move to his country. “Do you have any idea how they treat women in Islamic countries?” I regarded her through narrowed eyes because my mother, who considered Raman noodles foreign,...
by AnnSheybani | Jan 19, 2011 | Honesty, Self-Esteem, Uncategorized
Over New Years we were sitting in a little wine bar up in New Hampshire having tapas when Walt and I spotted an attractive couple about our age. Like us, they were unusual in that they appeared to be madly in love with one another. So different than the other wilted...
