My husband and I never thought we would marry each other ever. I grew up in a black Christian family. And he grew up in mostly a Salvation Army church with a white mother and a Hispanic father. People ask us both these questions all the time. Why did you not marry a black man? Why did you marry a black woman? Why marry someone that is white and Hispanic? WHY?
This is my answer to both of those questions, because I love my husband and he loves me too. My husband and I deal with racist comments all the time everyday. And we deal with people hating and calling us names. We even deal with people giving us dirty looks all the time. But we don't care if they give us dirty looks. They called me an outsider, because I never dated a black guy. They dissed my husband, because of him marrying me. I had crushes on black men. I don't have anything against black men at all. I just don't date and I'm not interested in them. But there's something about Hispanic and white guys.
My husband is my everything. Then, when we had our children, people called them little mutts. They ask what are my kids mixed with. They are mixed with their mommy and daddy. Don't ever go and attack my kids like that. They did not ask to be in this world. I will fight for my kids till the day I die.
My kids were made with love from their mommy and daddy. I carried them for nine months and fed them while in my tummy. Their daddy and I loved them from the start.
At first I was scared to marry my husband. But when I got to know him as a best friend, that's when I really started liking him. My husband is a very sweet and romantic man. There are a lot things I love about my husband. First, he is a wonderful husband. He spoils me, even though I tell him not to. He still spoils me no matter what I say. He holds the door for me like a wonderful gentleman. And he gives me the best foot massages in the world.
Also, he is very VERY silly. Sometimes I can't tell if he's being serious or not. I have to tell him to stop and be serious sometimes. When I'm in a bad mood, he just knows how to make the most weirdest faces in the world.
And finally, he is a wonderful father to our two kids. While I'm at work, he's at home taking care of the kids. And when I need a break or a nap, he will take the kids while I relax. I don't know what I would do without my husband Charles. He is the best husband and daddy ever.
I'm not going to lie, being in an interracial relationship is hard sometimes. If you are in an interracial relationship and you are scared, it is okay to be scared. But just remember that both of you need to stay strong together as a couple.
As long as you love each other, that is all that matters. No matter what you are black, white, Hispanic, Chinese, Japanese, Indian. Love is love. Love who you want to love. Love is strong. Love is wonderful. Love is everything. Love is forever. If my kids ever ask my husband and I about their race.
We will tell them that they are black, white, and Hispanic. And we will love you no matter what you are. Love is for everyone. LOVE!
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This woman right here is strong, funny, independent, and awesome. And she also loves God. That is my mother. She is the best, most awesome, and most funniest mother in the world. She has taught and showed me a good example of an awesome mom. She has raised me and my siblings very well. My mom inspired me to become the most wonderful mother to my children. I don't know what I would do without my mom in my life. My mom has been there for me since I was born. When I needed advice or help with anything, she was there to talk and comfort me. We have so many good, funny, and bad memories that we cherish together. All the times we would go out with our cousins and have a good laugh about life. Going to the casino with my mom was so much fun. And just going for a ride and getting something to eat and talk about things. We are kinda a lot alike. We love the same music, movies, and a lot more you can name. We love a lot of 80s and 90s rap, r&b, pop rock. Michael Jackson, Boyz II Men, Wham!, and New Edition. She even loves the music I listen to like Kelly Clarkson, Carrie Underwood, Greyson Chance, and Jonas Brothers. Movies is our girl time thing. We mostly watch action, comedy, and a whole lot more. Some of our favorite things to watch are George Lopez, Kevin Hart, The Avengers, Empire, and Bernie Mac. When I was little, I would do things to just annoy the heck out of my mom. She would put something on the counter, then I would knock it down. And I flushed her homework essay down the toilet. I would laugh, but she would give that look like,"You are going to get it." Another time was when we were at the circus in Michigan, and we rode on an elephant. My mom got so scared and yelled, "I wanna get off this big thing," While we were climbing off the elephant, it pooped so hard that we felt the floor kinda shook. It's hard to believe that we also had sad and not so good times. We cried together so many times. When I lost my grandma when I was younger, we just held each other cried. But we also cherished memories of her. My mom and I would always help my grandma cook and clean around her house. Sometimes we didn't agree on things, but we talked it out together and tried to make a choice that way. Sometimes my sisters and I get on her nerves, but she understands, because she has an older sister herself. Even though I don't have an older sister, my mom is like a big sister to me. I love spending time with her! She even helped through tough times too. When I got married, she gave me the best advice to both my husband and I. I could always count on her for anything. I love that she is always there. She was there with both of my births with my son and daughter. When I needed a break, she would take one or both of the kids and let me take a nap or get things done around the house. My husband and I go to her for just about everything. When we want a date night, or time to ourselves, we call her and she comes and takes the kids. I am so blessed to have a mom like mine. My kids love her so much. They love spending time with their Gigi. I love my mother so much. I wouldn't want to trade her with anyone at all. That is what I call a strong independent mother. I love you ma!
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