My Story is probably not very uncommon but it's a very special life changing story for me and the woman I love with all of my heart and soul.
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My husband and I met in May of 2009, through an online dating website. I loved his sense of humor and we got along great! It was not my first interracial relationship, nor was it his, but I'm glad he's in my life. We've made it through a lot, and my mom even knew he was the one-- before she passed, she used to call him her "future son-in-law" after he came over for dinner one night, had seconds and thirds, and then dozed off on the chaise lounge! He proposed in 2010, and we have been married for two years (and counting)!
My brilliant husband and I have been happily married for 12 years. Ironically, our beautiful wedding took place on June 12th, the anniversary of the 1967 United States Supreme Court decision Loving v. Virginia. Based on my experiences, Canada, especially my favourite city of Toronto, is a fantastic place for mixed couples to live. I resided in Kentucky and Ohio for about 6 years and I have travelled to a number of locations in the United States. In general, as a mixed couple, the behaviour of others makes me feel extremely uncomfortable, when we are in the United States.
This story isn't just another mixed race couple, it's a gender issue as well. I'm a mix of a Choctaw Indian/Black race & I have my preference of being with a white man in relationships. Even in the gay world, me being/living in a problem also. In baseball I guess I used all my strikes..#1color, #2woman, #3trans(m2f)..so I have to survive, not win. I don't get frowned upon because of my gender as much anymore, because in the straight world I'm just a black woman, & in the gay world I'm even called a freak, which you think would be more accepting, but it's not.
You don't need a dating site, or even a good friend to match make for you to meet the love of your life. We met through volunteering at the same NGO 7 years ago to the month. It was my first interracial relationship, though my partner had being previously married and has two biracial children. I was initially cautious about revealing my relationship to others, fear of what friends and family might say as my home city has, until the last decade, been somewhat slow to welcome others of different backgrounds.
My name is Kerah and I met my husband Ben in 2007 when I moved next door to him. I was a single mother of two children and he was a single father of one child from his previous interracial marriage. We were friends for over a year before we ever went out on a date and 6 years later, we are still going strong. I'd never dated a caucasian man, but wasn't opposed to it. We had a child together in 2009 and married in 2012. We consider ourselves to be the interracial Brady Bunch! I'm African American and Native American and he's caucasian and Jewish.
We met in the fall of 2009 while attending an exhibit opening at a glass art gallery owned by mutual friends. That same night, we discovered that we owned identical cars (after Sarah mistakenly tried her key on Nick’s car). While attending a concert at a cafe later that evening, we discovered that our interests and personalities matched almost as well as our cars! We attended All Hallow’s Eve and Samhain (i.e. Halloween) festivities together the following days, and have been inseparable ever since!
Due to specific cultural mindsets, I had to use various strategies, like religion to persuade certain people to be on my side of the fence when it came to marrying the man of my dreams. Luckily, they came around and we were able to be fully accepted by my family, the most important people to me. Unfortunately however, their community was not as accepting, which honestly means little to nothing to myself. In the past 3 years, we laughed together, fought together, and I never look back to what we had to do to stay together.