Wife Culture, Marriage & Relationships

Wife Culture, Marriage & Relationships

My husband and I didn’t have a wedding – we eloped. This is us, in a municipal office located in a small Cypriot town, filling out our paperwork to get married.

I never wanted to be a wife, but I’m definitely a wife. I’m the only person in my house who knows where we keep the batteries. I’m the only one keeping track of whose underwear supply is running low. I’m the emotional anchor of my family, a role I love but which I sometimes fill at my own expense.

Lately I’ve been wondering how it all happened. How did I become a wife? I mean, I know why I got married (my partner was having visa problems), and how I got married (in a municipal office in a random town in Cyprus). But I was wondering about the cultural forces that conspire to make people still want to get married – particularly women, to whom the institution of marriage has not always been kind. As part of that wondering, I’ve been researching the history – and pre-history – of wives, and wifedom’s lasting impact on women, on relationships, on culture and on the endurance of misogyny. I have a lot more to say about this subject, and hopefully will do just that in a researched nonfiction book.

The deputy mayor of the town married us. Our witness was called Aphrodite. I am not making that up.