Multicultural marriage is any marriage between two people with different backgrounds. I am a born and raised as white as can be American. Then one day, met my now husband, who was born in Honduras a Hispanic man. Though he was raised most of his life here in America he is still Hispanic. When we met and probably most of the time we dated it didn’t really phase me much of what that meant him being Hispanic except that the box he checked on interviews or other surveys that ask ethnicity was he would pick Hispanic. Now that is probably pretty naive of me. He speaks very good English, thank goodness, since I speak next to no Spanish. I started noticing some differences once we started hanging out with his family more and I saw how they are interacted with each other.
For one at family events they all speak Spanish, loud and fast. When we first started dating I would sit in the corner and think “geez oh Pete” there is a lot going on. Music playing loud, lots of food being cooked, kids running around all together, and lots of people. You ate on paper plates wherever you could find a chair. I come from a tiny family, my immediate family was all of ten people growing up and that is counting all my first cousins, so family events were calm we all usually ate a meal at a table together and then would play yard games altogether or card or board games when family events happened in the winter. To come to my husband’s family it was much different then what I thought was a family party. Same was for him when we would go to my families we would leave and he would look at me and say your family is so calm. It took some time for both of us to get acclimated to each other’s different family party styles. I think one of the biggest things that I have had to get used to is my family parties are usually on a weekend in the middle of the day usually around lunch. My husband’s family will say get there about 6 pm. But what that really means is no one will show up till about 8 pm and then the party will last until the wee hours of the morning. Well boy for someone who is used to going to bed at 9 pm party prep was definitely needed, meaning I now nap before I know we have a family gathering.