We lived with his family for awhile until we were able to get our own place. It was different. The food, hearing spanish 24/7 (actually helped me to pick up a little - I can understand better than I speak it), how they did things, etc. It was all new and weird to me. But I figured, hey, we'll be moved out soon and then things will go back to normal. Wrong. My house contains things from Peru, I still hear spanish a lot (especially spanish news), smell Peruvian cooking (some I can't stand to see or smell), and him wanting to do things he's used to in his culture. It's been hard adjusting. I still am. But I'm grateful for when he's at work, because then I actually get to forget all the Peruvian stuff, haha. But it is kinda cool learning new things about other places in the world.
When it comes to child raising, it's very... different. I want it one way, he wants it another way. It's something we've learned we have to compromise on - same with anything else; compromise, compromise, compromise! Sometimes, since we can both be a bit stubborn, it can be hard. But we work through it.
I could go on, but I don't want him to read this and think I'm badmouthing him, haha. Nor, do I want to offend anyone. It's just me expressing my life in a mixed culture family, as many are today.
Are you in a mixed culture relationship? How to you feel about the different culture lives?
