We met through a mutual friend. I always said I would never marry a Greek boy because they are mama’s boys and it was inevitable I married a Greek. I hate to sound stereotypical but we clicked from the beginning and it was love at first sight. He grew up in a household filled with what he calls crazy women and swore that he would never marry a Greek woman and he didn’t.
What impressions or stereotypes did you have of Greek culture before you married into it?
The stereotypes of Greeks being loud. It’s so hard to have a conversation when everyone talks over each other. I have to say my church community has been very welcoming but my inlaws have not. They are very clannish and have all known each other since they were kids. I don’t think anyone would have fit in. When it comes to religion it’s crazy being the convert I am more religious than they are. They make stuff up as they go along.
What obstacles or resistance, if any, did you encounter from your respective families when you decided to marry?
There was no resistance from my family but there was from his family. No one is good enough to marry him
How do you stay true to your own culture?
I grew up in a very American household. Outside of the occasional meals I am still true to my culture
What advice or wisdom do you have for other intercultural couples who are negotiating two cultures and religions?
My advice to any couple getting married whether interracial or not “When you marry the man you marry the family” you may not think you do but you do. The way they were raised is a big reflection on who they are, take off the lust love goggles and think realistically. Would you want your child married to this person and into this family? If the answer is no then run now. Also you have to be equals and enjoy each other’s company. Prior to getting married I would have never lived with someone before marrying them; however after being married I think you should live with the person at least a year before marrying them. Once you live together you see the true personality.
As I read the comments on a Greek mothers role in her boys’ lives, I chuckled. It must be part of our DNA because as the mother of 5 & 2 year old boys I find myself mothering them just as my mom had done with my brother. I think of their future and think that some woman (who won’t take care of him right) is going to come and take my babies from me. Rational? Absolutely not..but I just can’t help myself. Great article!