Wed 17 Sep 2008
Honey, You’re White! - Part 2
Posted by mitams under Mita Tots, Philippine Society
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Here’s the long delayed second part to my original post of the same title.
Medical care can be a sensitive issue between partners. It’s not something you discuss when you’re about to get married. At least, my husband and I didn’t. We only go to that serious talk well into our marriage. Now we both know what the other wants when a medical crisis happens in the future. As a “just in case”, I’ve told my side of the family too. When it comes to the serious matters, my parents are both very respectful of their children’s spouses and never meddled in our lives. But still, it’s best to be safe.
My family can after all, be contradictory. One minute they are telling me I should take better care of my husband. I gave him the tail end of the stuffed grilled fish we once had at my mom’s place and the parents were just aghast that I was so rude. He doesn’t like fish heads….what can I say. The next week, they are telling me I baby my husband so much, to a point where I’m making him the center of my universe. This is because I adjust my menu to suit his tastes more than mine. I figure I’m in my country and anything I have a craving for, I can always have at my mom’s house or at any restaurant.
Oh and there was the issue of letting my husband go off without me to Davao City and Subic! There have been break-ins in our area and you really cannot leave the house empty for very long so I decided to stay home while my husband took his friend and his son for those short jaunts. Well, I trust him first of all. No matter what color he is, he can take care of himself just as well as anyone else, anywhere. And he did fine!
The fact is, my family never really had to interact with my husband until we moved back to the Philippines almost two years ago. Serious adjustments and a change in outlook was required from all parties, including myself.
When we got here, our rental was not as ready as we wanted it to be. All our things were coming a couple of months after our arrival and my parents were kind enough to offer us a safe haven. But it’s a small house, and several other people living there. So we camped out in a portion of the living room, with the sofa serving us our only means of privacy. I was very surprised at how my husband coped with this arrangement. He did fast-track our move into the empty house but over-all, he did great with our inital living arrangements.
I talked to him before our move. Actually, I prepared him long before we even took concrete steps to move back. Always, I’d tell him how Filipino families are. The fact that I never subjected him to any outrageous, in his American eyes, situations throughout our courtship made him appreciate my efforts to cushion the impact for him. He has thanked me more than a hundred times for this.
In the past too, he didn’t understand my closeness with my nephews and got jealous of the time I spent with them. Just this morning, he was telling me how terrible he’d feel if the boys moved away with their mother. It’s a real possibility since their father is a non-Filipino and lives overseas.
Before the second anniversary of our move comes, my husband has even suggested we fix up my parents’ old place so we could move in with them. It will solve our problem of wanting to travel without having to worry about coming back to an empty house. For my parents. it will also solve the problem that comes with living in an old house. Butfor me, it’s a turning point and important milestone marking what perhaps is the final step to bridge the gap of our differences as an interracial couple.
