Regardless of our plans and our vision of where we will end up, life has its own agenda, taking us down roads we never even knew existed.
I never dreamed that my life would someday lead me from hearing about Saudi Arabia on the nightly news to actually living there.
She first moved to Saudi Arabia in 2007 after marrying a local, and now lives in the country’s capitol, Riyadh.
In her free time, which she has plenty of in the Kingdom, she enjoys photography, reading, writing, and cooking.
So I’m here to tell you what it’s like to be a woman in Saudi Arabia, at least from a Westerner’s point of view.Isn’t that the way all causes for change around the world work?They don’t matter as much when they’re not a threat to our way of life.Even when my tall, dark, and handsome Saudi walked into the bar where we met, even when this friend of a friend became my lover, then my husband, and the father of my child, I never imagined that his , just outside my heavily curtained window.READ MORE: Doha: My Perfect Day But nearly 10 years after that meeting, here I sit, in the country’s capital, enjoying a nice warm breeze blowing through said curtains on a typical February afternoon.If a woman is lucky enough to come from an open family, she will enjoy a free education, be encouraged to work if she chooses, have a say in who she marries, travel the world, and come and go as she pleases.