My Mother Was a Mail-Order Bride

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People often ask me how I came to the United States. Sometimes they give me an unpleasant smirk, wink at Beaker, my American husband, and say nothing but imply a lot. Sometimes they go as far as measure me up and down, and blatantly ask me if I was a mail-order bride. In response, I always force myself to smile and politely say that no, I was not a mail-order bride. Most of the time I suppress a really strong urge to say something mean and nasty.

But I am a polite person, generally, and I keep my mouth shut. When I tell people that I was not a mail-order bride, I am not lying. However, I never tell anyone that they almost guessed it, and that they missed by one generation: my mother was a mail-order bride, not me.

When I asked my mom if she was going to be uncomfortable with me writing about it on my blog, she thought about it for a split second, and said that she would be fine. With her permission, I proceed.


A mail-order bride is a label that applies to women who publish their intent to marry a man from another, financially more developed, country. They list themselves in a catalogue that looks like any other catalogue featuring clothes, shoes or appliances. The only difference is that a mail-order bride catalogue features women, their photos, their short biographies and hobbies.

In those catalogues women are being marketed as a commodity. It sounds awful, but it is true. Everyone involved – the agency offering the service, brides-to-be and men – fully realize that women are seeking marriages as an economic arrangement.

However, I should add that all these women do hope to meet their own Price Charming. It is our human nature to believe that true love exists, and one day a Prince Charming will sail into our lives and sweep us off our feet. For some it works out. For some it never does. But the hope is always there.

This is an actual (unedited) ad that I found on a Russian mail-order bride website:

“I am looking for a serious relationship. I appreciate in men: a good sense of humor, kind eyes, intelligence, ambition. There are three things that will never come back: time, word, ability. Therefore: do not waste your time. Choose word… and do not miss the opportunity. I am looking for a beautiful relationship based on trust, respect and understanding.”

The mail-order bride practices are not limited to the third-world where people live in villages, and where arranged marriage deals are struck while arguing over cattle. We lived in the capital of Lithuania, in the big city with a great cultural life filled with museums, libraries and theatres.

People take drastic measures in difficult financial situations. Let’s face it, some marriages are made out of financial and economic considerations, and are not driven by love. Life can become very complicated when you find yourself without money, without a future and without means of support. One might hold on tight to the idea of a marriage as an economic arrangement, especially if the one is drowning.

In 1992 my mother signed up with a mail-order bride agency. She was in desperate need of a change. She was a single mother raising a daughter, struggling to make it from paycheck to paycheck. She did not do it secretly, hiding her intentions from her family. We all knew about it. In fact, it was my grandfather, my mother’s father, who found the mail-order bride agency and suggested to try it out.

Why We Did It

Some people view mail-order brides as a form of international prostitution because there is a trade involved: women offer their love, care and their bodies in exchange for a comfortable life overseas. Fairy tales do happen, but statistically it is a very rare outcome.

A majority of people who like to judge, lose grip on reality as they do not understand that there are a lot of risks involved. A woman can get herself into sex slavery. She can be abused and eventually killed. She can be downgraded to cheap labor with no means of support, and all her connections to the outside world can be severed.

Men in the position of power can manipulate what they cannot dominate, and belittle what they cannot understand.

In 1992 our financial situation was pretty grim. My mother was a teacher, and we lived on a very small teacher’s salary. The Soviet Union was gone, and the new capitalism exploring country was raising prices on everything. It seemed like we had to pay for the very air we were breathing, as well as the water we were drinking.

We were living from paycheck to paycheck, struggling to buy meat and sometimes even bread. The worst part was that we could not pay for our apartment. The prices for utilities such as water, gas and heating were extremely high. We were on a brink of losing our home.

I could not work because I was a full-time student. Back then students could not work and attend school at the same time. My family insisted I continued my education in spite of our constant shortage of money. My student stipend helped us a little, but it never made a big difference in our financial situation.

My grandfather, who was retired and lived entirely on his pension, helped us as much as he could. But no matter what we did, we never had enough money. We knew cold and hunger quite intimately.

One day, instead of waiting around to accept fate, my grandfather decided to take it into his own hands. He suggested to his daughter, my mother, to try a mail-order bride agency. My mother hesitated for a few days, but finally she agreed. She decided she had nothing to lose.

There was something powerful and brave about her decision. Of course, she was afraid, and not sure if she was doing the right thing. But when money is short, food is in scarce supply, and the threat of losing the roof over your head is growing stronger every day, people tend to take extraordinary and desperate measures.

To Be Continued. (Part II is here)

54 thoughts on “My Mother Was a Mail-Order Bride”

  1. Very interesting! I can’t believe people ask you that because that seems personal. Thanks for sharing your story. Interested to hear the rest.

  2. Wow that’s so interesting! I can’t wait for the second part. Also.. you’re TOO polite. If somebody says that to you, I wouldn’t blame you for punching them. Lol.

  3. Next time someone asks you that, smash them in the face! Cheeky f&*kers (excuse my language).

    Really interesting story, I am intrigued to learn more in the next part – when is it?!

    1. Wednesday!
      I wouldn’t punch anyone physically, but I do want to do verbally most of the time. 😉

  4. I can’t wait to read Part 2. I’m sure the decision could not have been easy for your mother, but marriage has been an economic transaction for centuries! It is truly only a modern, Western cultural idea that marriage is about love.

    1. It was a very difficult decision for my mom. But when she decided to do, she wasn’t determined to go out and marry a stranger. She wanted to try it out and see what happens. 🙂

  5. Shedding light on a personal situation isn’t always comfortable, but I for one, appreciate your honesty, and your Mother’s willingness to share! Looking forward to Part 2! Excellent writing.

  6. Oh jeez, Aloysa.. You are going to leave us hanging like that? 🙂
    Fascinating story.. I can’t wait to hear the rest.

    I am all for people who haven’t been dealt a fair hand, taking chances to try and create a better life for them and their families. It sounds like that is what your mom and grandfather decided to do. It had to be truly frightening at the time to jump into the complete unknown like that.. How could you know what kind of man was waiting for you on the other side?

    1. Exactly! It was the unknown, but at least it was on our turf. I will talk about in Part II.

  7. You are such a good writer!

    I love following your personal stories about Lithuania because that is where my mother was from.

    Looking forward to hearing the rest of your story.

  8. I’m with Jefferson. I just got into my sandwich and was scrolling down as I mindlessly read and ate and WHAM, we have to wait for part 2. Man! This is such an interesting read. I’m always fascinated by the similarities of different cultures and how strong women have to be for themselves and their children. I’m waiting for part 2 earnestly!

  9. wow! So interesting I can’t wait to hear the rest.

    I think it’s cruel and ignorant for people to make negative judgements about you or your mother like that. Anyone that has even a vague understanding of hardship or even a shred of human compassion understands that people do the things they need to do to survive and secure a better life. No one would make such risky choices if there were other options.

    1. You captured it very well. But people do tend to judge. Mostly because they don’t understand something. Then they twist it.

  10. Wow, that’s pretty crazy. I hope this story turns out well…
    Come to think of it, it’s not much different from online dating right? You put up your profile and see if you can find a good match. The woman doesn’t have to say yes to just anyone. She can pick right?

    1. True, you do get to choose. However, some women are not very picky. Also, dangers that mail-order brides encounter are much worse than those women who use on-line dating sites.

  11. It makes sense why you are so involved in finances today. You have an incredible story and I can’t wait to read the rest. I am so sorry for anyone that has ever judged you or your mom for this decision.

    1. Noooo, it is not deliberate. Apparently Feedburner cannot validate my feed. I am working on it, but it takes time. I hate partial feeds myself and I never read them. I hope I can fix it soon! 🙂

  12. Dannielle @ Odd Cents

    I can’t believe someone asked you if you were a mail-order bride. Kudos to you for keeping the peace. Can’t wait to read Part 2.

  13. I can’t wait to hear the 2nd half of the story, especially if your mother is happily married to the man of hear dreams, or if things did not work out as expected.

  14. Maybe you should try writing a suspense novel, you seem to have the hang of things pretty well. 🙂 This is a great story that you’re telling, and obviously quite personal with it being your mom. Thanks for sharing!

    1. In fact I published on Kindle two short suspense stories. Loved writing them. Good observation! 😉

  15. I can’t wait for the next part of the story because I am very close to this scenario, being the male part. I didn’t meet my wife through mail order, but I did meet her on an internet dating site which truth be told is not much different. In fact, what used to be the largest Russian mail catalog is now the largest Russian dating site. So even though things change with technology they also stay the same.

    Great story and great use of the dramatic pause!

    1. Good Cents Savings

      I think the positive out the of the change from mail order catalog to online dating site is that the woman is ideally equally empowered and is no more a commodity than the man.

      1. I think the Internet makes it so much easier to get to know someone as well as check up on his/her background. Unfortunately, twenty years ago we did not have this luxury.

        @Money Infant – I would love to hear your story as well! 🙂

    1. It is coming out tomorrow! It is almost here.

      I have to respond to comments. I am trying to be a good blogger. 🙂

    1. Masha, I tried to follow your link and it did not take me to any site. Is your link correct? Just curious to see what kind of blog you guys have.

  16. Kudos to you on self-control. Pretty sure I would have at least glared a hole through their forhead. Now chop chop on finishing this story. I’m fascinated.

  17. Analytical Planner

    Interesting story. My husband was in the military when I met him. I lived in Los Angeles and he lived in San Diego. After we married I have been asked many times if I married for a green card. People have no boundaries! Just because my husband and I are really different doesn’t give people permission to ask dumb questions.

  18. Lisa @ Cents To Save

    I am loving this! On my way to read the rest of the series.
    Love the new look of your blog too!

  19. Karunesh @

    That is a very touching story. It seems real. Eagerly waiting for the next part

  20. I feel like a kid again when your mom slams the story book shut before the end because its past your bed time! haha. Fascinating story though Aloysa, I cant wait till part two!


  21. Mother of the bride is the term that refers to the dress worn by the bride’s mother on the wedding day or any day related to the big day of the bride.

  22. wow, your mother is a bomb, I really love my mother, not just there are take good care of us, but there always there for sorrow, when you are hurt, when you are inlove, everything she is always there.

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