by Lisenga Sutter

Created on: January 03, 2009   Last Updated: January 12, 2009

A Woman's Point of View While Being the Other Wife.

Regardless of how the media portrays a situation, for the people that are involved in the situation are always going to have a different perspective. My personal involvement with a polygamy marriage, there have been shows that I have seen where they were sincerely hearing the sides of the women that were currently in this type of a marriage, and I found that I was intrigued. Then there were the shows that portrayed this type of a marriage as something extremely wrong, and with this I understand that everyone has an opinion, however without knowing an accurate account of what it is that goes on between a husband and his wives, there is no right to pass such a rash and harsh judgment. I got involved in polygamy the same way that any women gets involved with a man, I fell in love. When I first heard that he was already married I found that I was withdrawn, hurt and unsure of what it was that I wanted to do at that point. After taking every aspect into consideration I choose to follow my heart, and I opted to be the second wife.

The reality of this form of a relationship is that there is more then one wife, sharing in the responsibilities of the family and the household. The husband gave each of us equal time. There were times that we did things as a family and then there were the times when I was able to have "quality time" with my husband. He was no less of a husband to me then he was to the first wife. Her roll in the family was the lady of a house, and my roll was that I was a care taker of the home. I was not looked at as less then just because I was the second wife. I was an equal in every aspect of the marriage, other then the fact that I was the second in the family.

No one in my family agreed with this form of marriage and felt that it was a sin and an abomination towards God. Although I understood their points of views this was not their lives to live. My friends were concerned with the chance of me being hurt, and although they didn't agree with my choice they were still supportive. My family on the other hand was not willing to have anything to do with me as long as I was living my life like this. Regardless of what I told them, or tried to explain to them, there was nothing that I could say to them for them to ever be able to grasp the concept of my decision. This was something that was beyond their ability to understand, and a lot of it had to do with how they were raised, and what it was that they

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