Stories: From 1998

I am a 27 year old white woman married to a 28 year old
black man. We have a beautiful 6 year old daughter. Interracial relationships are fairly common where we live (Ohio), so we dont feel alone or as if we are unusual. We purposely sought out a ne ighborhood that was racially diverse so that our daughter would have the opportunity to play with children of all different races. She see’s other families
that mirror her own frequently, and there are many other
bi-racial children in her school. We teach her to be
proud of her ethnic heritage and we are members of IPRIDE.
We have never experienced open dicrimination or hostility,
but I am sure it’s out there. We are lucky and have very
supportive families and a great group of fri ends.
Actually, many of our friends are also in interracial
relationships (of all kinds), which is very nice for us.
I have had white friends express surprise when they find
out my husband is black. I dont fit their stereotype of
a w hite woman who dates black men - whatever that is.
I find that to be insulting, I am just a regular person-
and my husband and I have a regular happy, loving marriage.
He is truely my soul mate and we look forward to growing old old together. I cant imagine spending the rest
of my life with anyone else, and the fact that there
are people out there who think that we should not be
together just on the basis of our skin colors amazes me!
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