Interracial Romance: Is Love Colorblind?
Does the gospel that we grill the interrogation selfish we still have a long way to go? by Lass Oakley When I was asked to typewrite an essay about my relationship in prestige of Martin Luther Majesty Jr. Day, I accepted instantly. Ive been in an interracial relationship with my fiance Fred for two and a half agedness ( and dated a clot of men from mismated cultures and races before that ), and I was raised by my parents to understand in Martin Luther Caliph Jrs philosophy: All men are created equal. Thence who better than me to pen on this topic? But after staring at a blank document on my computer go underground for over 2 hours, I wondered why I was still struggling to put thoughts to paper.

And the answer is this: To me, Fred is not swarthy. And Im not bleached. We are Fred and Miss, and we are in love. I know that sounds royal, maybe unworldly, and yep romanticbut its true. About a occasion ago I interviewed Shonda Rhimes, creator and executive grounds of Greys Fashion for a poles apart magazine, and, at the stint, I commended her on creating one of the first television shows to draw a multitude of interracial relationships without it being the central affair. In truth, contest is never discussed or matched alluded to on the show. She replied, I think that issues of race are a larger conversation that people project on a relationship, but for the two people in it, thats not the primary thing on their minds. I had never thought about it that way before, but it struck a chord because its so true. Fred and I rarely discuss race because its not the biggest difference between us. What is? We went to rival colleges: Hes a Georgia Tech grad, and Im a UGA Bulldog. We still cant sit next to each other on the couch on game day. He watches movies with the lights on; I like complete darkness. He has to have a fan on while he sleeps; I pile on the blankets to compensate. Thats not to say race doesnt affect us at all. In a perfect world, it wouldnt, but we dont live in a perfect world. When we visited a church in Savannah, GA, an older white man one pew up spent the entire sermon with his head twisted around, staring at us. When we got in our car, we both looked at each other: Did you see that man? , we both asked. We assumed it was because were an interracial couple, and he didnt approve, but well never know for sure.
Weve had to discuss what we will tell our kids when they encounter racism for being mixed. Its a reality we cant ignore but not one that we think will be the biggest hurdle in their lives ( though it would be nice if it were ).
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