Before I came to Orlando I was very frustrated with the whole long distance thing. I wasn’t excited about coming, I was unsure of being away during the holidays… I didn’t want to deal with being told I gained weight, when I know for a fact I didn’t. I didn’t want to deal with being somewhere I couldn’t drive around because I don’t have a car to use (boyfriends insurance doesn’t cover me). I didn’t know how I could continue dealing with the distance. I didn’t know how I would manage. I thought I would miss my family too much during this trip, because of how close to Christmas it is. I thought I would end up in arguments with my boyfriend like the last little while. I didn’t think I would enjoy the trip. That’s the first times admitted any of that. It feels good to write it out.
But I lay in bed now…. My boyfriends grandma and I had a good convo when I got home, the house smells of turkey and good food… And I smile.
Tonight we went For dinner at this couples house. They are married and have a 5 month old baby boy.
They are an interracial couple. He is black, she is white… And obviously their baby is mixed. He is 23, she is 20.
My boyfriend and I… He is 25 and I am turning 20. We are an interracial couple. No kids.
She loves cooking and baking and is from up north… He is the first black person she has ever dated.
I love cooking and baking and am from up north and my bf is the first black person I have ever dated.
Her and I are basically the same age!!!
I know everything sounds so racially categorized, but I’m putting so much emphasis on race… Because I finally found someone my age, who has the same interests, who knows what it’s like to be in an interracial relationship and who has some of the same experiences as me!!!
It feels SO GOOD TO FINALLY MEET SOMEONE HERE LIKE THAT.
There’s all sorts of cultural differences, societal differences and differences in general that affect interracial relationships…. And I don’t expect those who aren’t in an interracial relationship to understand them.
Racism is alive. Prejudice is alive. Stereotypes are rampant!!!
All my boyfriends other friends are either older and married in same race relationships… Or single and still partying… Or in a dating relationship but are older!!
She cooked dinner for us too!! Apple and goat cheese stuffed chicken and pork…. Roasted broccoli, dinner rolls and we brought a Caesar salad.
Then she made an apple cinnamon bread pudding with pumpkin pie creamer in it… Drizzled with caramel and a side of whipped cream.
IT WAS AMAZING. She is a pro! And she’s a wife and mother. And she’s my age!……. Say what???
Her hubby was asking me questions tonight… Idk just this game thing where you say the first thing that comes into your head. But one of the questions was “how long do you want to date before you get married?”.
I blurted out three years.
I’ve been with my guy for 2 some years now. But wtf why did I say 3? That’s next year… I won’t even be done school.
their little family and place was so adorable it made my heart melt a little.
And my ovaries started to throb, or do something dumb when my bf was holding their adorable baby. But that was quickly shut down when my boyfriend said “okay you can take him, my arms hurt”. Yeah. No to babies. I don’t want kids for a long while.
This distance thing is shit.
I don’t know how I could play with my emotions like this for 2 more years.
But days like today make me want to… This whole week keeps showing me why I do it. I have been so blessed by everything that’s gone on this week. And everything that I have gotten to do. I love my life and all whose in it.
The best things aren’t easy.
I have so much more to say but I feel like sharing another time.