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In my graduating class, there were four people of color: me, my cousin Natasha, and two other people. I found myself in love with someone unfamiliar, whose world was vastly different than my own, and who fell outside of the cultural safety zone I knew so well.There were seventy-three people in our graduating class in 2001. Being with white women was the opposite of my own life, a life I felt so disconnected from as the daughter of a formerly incarcerated woman. I fell in love with a Sri Lankan woman named Dinushka.Dinushka was from a country that outlawed homosexuality and I was from a conservative Baptist home.Both our families struggled to understand that our sexuality was rooted in our identity and ultimately in our right to love one another.I think it all hit me hard, the night of our wedding that I’d gained a large Sri Lankan family in addition to my own large African American family.Not only had I just married the woman of my dreams, but joining us were also an array of colorful (and sometimes verbose) Aunties and Uncles, some related by blood and many not.
I knew that dating her, committing to her would defy all of the things I thought I knew about myself.We were, after all, two women from two different cultures, and in a same-sex relationship.We tried to arm ourselves with the tools we thought we’d need to effectively combat the naysayers: the family and friends who didn’t quite understand us or our sexuality or why we would want to be together.But it was delicious and different and just right, so perfectly us.Since that morning, our meals, much like our family has become beautifully blended: curry and collard greens, biscuits and rotti!