It Isn't All Doom and Gloom

Lately the tone of this blog has been a bit negative. Maybe it is my hormones, but I figure it is time to talk about the other side. As of this year, I will have been with my husband for ten years. We are expecting our first child. Things are pretty good, despite craptacular race relations in this country. The fact of the matter is, at this point race isn't really a concern in our relationship. When he leaves up the toilet seat, I don't attribute that to his whiteness. When he tells me he loves me and still kisses me like when we first started dating, I don't attribute that to his whiteness. Much like he doesn't attribute my road rage to being black. To be honest, my husband is hot, regardless of race. He is tall, with beautiful green eyes, dark hair, and just gorgeous, and I am not just biased in my assessment of his looks. It is absolute truth, I am for real. This baby I am carrying, which is causing me back pain, morning sickness, and giving me a beer gut, my biggest concern isn't what color it is going to be, but rather will it come out healthy, and what can I do to minimize the pain of a natural childbirth. When my husband talks to the baby (aka my belly) he doesn't discuss race relations with the baby, but rather how happy he is, and how much he loves the baby. Race might be an issue later on, but there are other things to worry about in regards to my relationship and my growing family.

All in all it isn't all that bad. It isn't always about race, and the majority of time I am happy, and I think most people, regardless of race would be happy to have the kind of marriage I have. Relationships have a bunch of other factors to consider outside of race.

Discussing race relations and how they affect relationships is important, but at the same time, remember a relationship between two people, not the whole damn world.