Interracial dating and relationship
He reminded me a lot of my father, the way he played with me and did ‘man’ things like pulling out my chair and holding all the doors.He was great, so naturally I thought nothing of bringing him home for my parents to meet right after I turned 16. I’ll never forget the look on my parents’ faces when Mike walked through the door: confusion mixed with horror.Lediglich der Nachdruck von Pressemitteilungen ist mit Quellenangabe gestattet.Bitte beachten Sie: Bilder, Grafiken, Text- oder sonstige Dateien können ganz oder teilweise dem Urheberrecht Dritter unterliegen. Soweit nicht anders vermerkt liegen die Bildrechte auf den zentralen Seiten bei der Universität Regensburg (Referat II/2 – Kommunikation; April Santiago Photography).He gave me polite answers and told me, a white boy from New York, that I should really make it over to Asia at some point."Do you speak Hebrew? I laughed at his question because I hadn't even said that I was Jewish yet, and I definitely didn't speak Hebrew.I'm one of those young chosen people who qualify as "Jew-ish" at best."Oh, I have a huge thing for Jewish guys.Since I wasn’t allowed to date until I was 16, I had a secret boyfriend in the months leading up to that milestone birthday.Mike was the best beau a teen girl could have—tall, handsome, funny and happy to carry my books and hold my hand.
We have plenty of family and friends around that support us unconditionally and they can appreciate just what love is supposed to be: colorblind and limitless.
I tried to explain that his race didn’t matter to me, the way he treated me did.
I wanted him to know that Mike’s love reminded me of the love I grew up with. For the rest of our high school years we dated in secret and by the time college came, the boy that held my hand became the man who held my heart.
Love is many things, but one thing it shouldn’t be is a secret.
Recently, we’ve been talking more about marriage and our future—both things that I want my parents to experience with us.