When I read articles about interracial or multicultural relationships, I never feel like they’re speaking about my relationship, even though my fiancé and I do not share a culture.
So much of the conversation around multicultural relationships in the United States is about marriages between Black and White individuals – which is great, except for that we’re neither.
I was born in the Dominican Republic and raised in New York, and my fiancé was born and raised in Egypt.
I have always been a city girl, and he was raised in a farming village.
My first language is Spanish, and his first language is Arabic.
I am the eldest of three girls, and he is the second youngest out of seven siblings.
I was raised a strict Catholic, and he was raised a Coptic Christian.
I drink coffee; he drinks tea (this one was almost a deal breaker).
We’re like the real life version of the book Men Are from Mars, Women Are from Venus.