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Last holiday season gave me plenty of food for thought on this all too familiar and often uncomfortable racially-tinged question.
One of my male relatives brought home a date for Thanksgiving who could have been Barbie's twin sister.
All things said and done, even though I have no idea what our future holds, I don’t regret a moment of it and I love the way I feel …
both about him and the general aura of being a woman in love. Do not reproduce any part of this article without the author’s permission.
If you are a regular reader of my blog I’m sure you will be happy to learn that in January – after about 18 months – I finally met a SINGLE smart, handsome Indian power guy (ahhhh the best kind!
) who I basically fell head-over-heels coo coo for ‘at first sight’ and we started dating.
The second thing that happened really took me by surprise.Now I'm rocking You Tube as @Expat Angela, hope you'll subscribe.With Thanksgiving just around the corner, I cannot help but dwell on who might be coming to dinner.But I don’t understand why two people – no matter where they are from – can’t fall in love.And why the colour of their skin or where they were born should be any concern to anyone else but themselves.
The incident didn’t ruin more than another 30 seconds of our night and then we went back to having fun – because at the end of the day she’s the one who had a problem, not us. But it is hard for me to understand because I truly – from the bottom of my heart – feel that everyone is equal and no one race or nation or group is superior to another.