Warning: rant ahead.
My family, specifically my aunt and my grandmother, are such narrow minded louts. I don't dislike either of them, but they drive me insane sometimes. Case in point, and the reason this post is here.
I was hanging out with my boyfriend last night. I was supposed to stop by my aunt's and pick up some stuff for a friend of hers (she's sick so she couldn't drop it off). He decided to come with me. Now, this wasn't the formal "meet the family" deal, but hey, he was there.
We got to my aunt's house, and my grandma happened to be there. I introduced everyone, we had a snack and some coffee, and things seemed to be going along great.
As some of you may know, my boyfriend is from South America. He's been in the US since he was 17, (he's now 31), but still speaks with a very slight Portugese accent. Not that it matters, but it's relevant to the story.
This morning my grandma called me, said it was nice to meet him, and wondered what nationality he was. Thinking it was just out of curiosity, I told her. She then launches into this tirade about "that's what we thought, and there are any number of perfectly good white men to date". Thing is, I've never thought of him as "not white". I mean, I know he's not American, but that matters since when? Yeah, it was the good Latin genes that attracted me to him, but that's where the nationality thing ended.
I've never known my family to be racist, and it bothers me. I really like my boyfriend, or I wouldn't be seeing him. I like my family too...well, most of the time. Thing is, they made it abundantly clear he's not welcome. We've only started seeing each other, but things are going good. What if we get married or more serious? How am I supposed to explain why he's not welcome at family gatherings? How am I supposed to explain any of this at all? Why should I have to?
My family, specifically my aunt and my grandmother, are such narrow minded louts. I don't dislike either of them, but they drive me insane sometimes. Case in point, and the reason this post is here.
I was hanging out with my boyfriend last night. I was supposed to stop by my aunt's and pick up some stuff for a friend of hers (she's sick so she couldn't drop it off). He decided to come with me. Now, this wasn't the formal "meet the family" deal, but hey, he was there.
We got to my aunt's house, and my grandma happened to be there. I introduced everyone, we had a snack and some coffee, and things seemed to be going along great.
As some of you may know, my boyfriend is from South America. He's been in the US since he was 17, (he's now 31), but still speaks with a very slight Portugese accent. Not that it matters, but it's relevant to the story.
This morning my grandma called me, said it was nice to meet him, and wondered what nationality he was. Thinking it was just out of curiosity, I told her. She then launches into this tirade about "that's what we thought, and there are any number of perfectly good white men to date". Thing is, I've never thought of him as "not white". I mean, I know he's not American, but that matters since when? Yeah, it was the good Latin genes that attracted me to him, but that's where the nationality thing ended.

I've never known my family to be racist, and it bothers me. I really like my boyfriend, or I wouldn't be seeing him. I like my family too...well, most of the time. Thing is, they made it abundantly clear he's not welcome. We've only started seeing each other, but things are going good. What if we get married or more serious? How am I supposed to explain why he's not welcome at family gatherings? How am I supposed to explain any of this at all? Why should I have to?