My wife was the first romantic partner who understood both American and native parts of me - not so much the positive stuff, but the damage.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My family is Native American, and I was raised with Native American ceremonies.
I love Canada, and I dated someone who was Canadian a few years ago, and she brought me into a deeper understanding of the greatness of the culture.
Myself, I happen to be married to an African-American woman, and we're together 17 years. We took a few trips to the South 15 years ago, and we were sobered by some of the reactions people had - how subtle or not-so-subtle their reactions were.
When I was a kid, I really loved Indians. Native Americans. Pardon. Me.
My Native American heritage was not embraced by our family, and we grew up African-American, so I didn't have a lot of access or history to that line of my family.
We have to consciously study how to be tender with each other until it becomes a habit because what was native has been stolen from us, the love of Black women for each other.
As I've written more, and as other Indian American voices have grown around me, I strive harder to find experiences that are unique yet a meaningful and resonant part of the American story.
I actually have blissfully romantic views of marriage, because that has been my experience of it.
Ninety-nine percent of Indian people loved me and they still love me.
Well, I think first it was rare for me to do anything that had any kind of a romantic note to it.
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