Colors of Love

Graph taken from: Dating 101: Dealing With the Race Factor. How to cope with four common obstacles in interracial dating. By dating editor Arnold Chao - Exclusive to Yahoo! Personals


As a Korean-American woman that is married to an African man, we definitely get the typical looks or comments from other people every so often. It is something that I am used to, since I have always dated outside my race. Since I was adopted into a Caucasian-American family, I didn't grow up around any other Asians. I never really categorized myself as white or black or anything...........I have always just thought of myself as ME. I never had any restrictions on myself or other people in my life. I am happy to say that my husband feels the same way I do. He told me once that he has never seen so much racism and prejudice until he came to America.....which is pretty sad.

Interracial relationships are becoming a lot more common these days, although in certain rural areas or smaller towns, it may not seem as such. Still, despite the growing numbers, there will always be someone with a narrow mind with something nasty or rude to say. I don't let things like that bother me because it is not something that I can control. And I want to set a good example for my son to be the bigger person in those situations. I'll make sure he knows that you accept people for who they are......not what race, background, or orientation they are. Many times assumptions of what a person is like based off simple facts is misleading and ignorant.

The main focus should be on educating our children so that the generations to come can overcome the negativity and create more acceptance.

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