I was waiting for someone to ask me that question but before I answer I wanted to thank you for taking the time to read It!
But yeah, my dad has always acknowledged being a black man and would always talk about how he is affected by racism daily and genuinely dislikes white americans lol.
I dated a white boy in 8th grade and when my dad saw him he literally threw him down the stairs and yelled at me saying "why don't you date a black man like me?!".
I guess I just didn't understand what he was ranting about because I solely focused on our ethnicity and thought that being Hispanic was the only part of my identity.
Regarding my mom, I never really heard her talking about race or racism. She never talked ill of darker skinned people. Funny story... I was born so white that she tried to give me back to the doctor because she didn't believe I was her child... Hence my childhood nickname "the white child".
I think my mom may have been more confused about her identity than I was because her dad (which she didnt know because he died when she was young), was Mongolian. Her mom is part Mongolian as well but being a Mongolian Garifuna is probably the most confusing thing ever. So that's where that is.
My dad has his moments where he can be questionable.... Like recently he said that my daughter got my mother's nose (which is a bit wider than his).... He said "Too bad she got your mom's ugly nose...... Well... There's always plastic surgery". Then he says "you're lucky you got my nose".
I didn't respond because my dad is old and is set in his ways so I just did one of these:
I haven't had the chance to talk to my sister yet. I tear up whenever I even think about it... But I would really love to have that conversation with her in person as soon as I see her again (she is in Boston). If she does see my blog and brings it up before I get a chance to then I will do my best to explain to her over the phone how sorry I am and how much I wish I could take it all back.
