What happens when you try to explain your mixed background to others when you are trying to learn about your background yourself? This episode is about Maya’s story, a Haitian, Puerto Rican, Dominican, Natchez Indian and creole woman living in Texas whose life has been full of self-discovery, learning and dedication to living her truth. @yanna_lou (our very first story submitter!) has been so incredible to chat with and I hope you enjoy the story and knowledge from this amazing woman. 🎙✨
I'm pretty sure I drive him crazy. I need too much attention. I whine sometimes. I hog the bed. Throw my clothes on the floor. Often I forget to drain the tub. I forget to shut off my hair straightener (which he always checks after I'm done). I'm picky when we eat, but insist he chooses. I watch a lot of chick flicks. I leave empty boxes in the pantry. I let the gas tank get to E. I also lock my keys in the car more times than I should. My hair gets in his mouth when we cuddle. I give sticky kisses when I have lip gloss on. I make him take selfies with me. And I delete and retake until I'm happy with how I look. I leave my shoes in doorways. My bedside table is full of empty water bottles. What I'm saying is in pretty sure I drive him crazy. But, I am also pretty sure that he is my best friend and loves me to the moon. I've never known a man to deal with so many quirks and still smile. I'm sure sometimes he wants to throw something at me (like empty boxes in the pantry or shoes I've started yelling about because I left them at the door and now I can't find them) but he won't. We both have our habits. Like when he gets really excited about a nature documentary or politics and talks A LOT about it, I pretend to listen because OMG IDGAF. But, instead of getting overly annoyed, I relish in it. I can't imagine a life where he didn't chatter about things I find uninteresting. So, I like to think that this is how he feels about me too. If we are damned to deal with annoyances of another adult, I think we are both glad that we get to deal with each other's. He's the best at taking care of me and dealing with me. He really does deserve a medal because he placed a tiara on my head the moment he said I'm Yours.
Today is my 2 year anniversary with my this guy. What I won't do is go on a rant of all the amazing things we have done together because the last 2 years held tragedy and trials we could never have imagined. And yet, we are here. 2 years in and still waking up thankful for the wonderful things we've shared but also more importantly thankful for what we made it through some crazy things together. Being able to see one another at our worst; physically or mentally and being able to celebrate one another at our best is what makes us real. We've been lucky to have had some amazing support from friends and family through our relationship and all the hardships that have come...one of the most important parts of it all is that we consider one another family, we share the desire be better (not perfect) for one another. We laugh (a lot for no reason), we've cried (together and alone), we've felt so connected we couldn't imagine life apart and we've felt like we need space (that only last for a few hours), but we have continuously humbled ourselves to each other and anyone who knows us by being open and transparent. Love is not defined by one type of relationship or portrayal on a social media platform, but it is defined by commitment to striving to love one another unconditionally come what may, being honest about desires and boundaries and working towards progressing to higher selves together. Sometimes I'm marching ahead at the sound of my own drum and Sinjin has to be there when I reach too far and fall. Other times I've had to help him believe in himself to move to that next level of life. We are never going to claim to know how to "relationship" right. But we can claim to know how to fight for love. Through sickness, through changes, through death and through triumphs, we have shared more types experiences in two years than most will ever through in a lifetime and there is a certain pride that comes with still standing and sharing that achievement. Because as long as you are progressing, the set backs don't feel so bad. And as long as you are set on making life beautiful, the cold ugly truth isn't hard to face as long as you're together ✌🏻🖤