Just to recap for a second, Burak and I were married a little more than two years ago. In the Turkish culture, the ‘bride’ seems to play a very important part. Every time I visit a family’s house or have neighborhood visitors over, I seem to be given gifts. I have received a backpack, belt, belly dancing cymbals and sash, two bracelets, a 4-hour spa treatment, a trip to the Turkish bath, and a traditional Kurdish headscarf.
I am not sure if there is a movie that captures this experience but there should be one. Anyway, I kept noticing they referred to me as the ‘bride’ when I first arrived. (They continued to do so the rest of the two months actually.) I asked someone how long would I be called the ‘bride.’ They laughed. Apparently you can be referred to as the ‘bride’ all your life.
August 20, 2004