Teddy and I met in college, in creative writing class. We became best friends over the next few semesters, and were virtually inseparable. One of our English professors referred to us as Beatrice and Benedict (nerdy, I know!). We couldn't understand why everyone assumed we were dating. Let's just say we were deluding ourselves. One minute we were dancing, the next we were kissing, and here we are five years later!
We have very supportive people in our lives, and also very critical people in our lives. I can't imagine what my life would be like without Teddy in it. I have never met someone so caring, open, intelligent, and funny as he is (and sexy, of course). We get each other. We're best friends. Isn't that what everyone strives for in a partner?
Our remedy to the tension that our love creates in public is humor. We laugh and call each other miscegenators when we get nasty looks or comments, and we call interracial dating "the club." The first few times we saw other interracial couples on the street, no matter the cultural make up, they always seemed to nod, or wave! We thought it both hilarious and awesome.
The best version of the club is the elderly couple version. Have you ever seen two old miscegenators at a diner holding hands? It melts my heart. Those people went through so much so that we could walk down the street together. That's why we're celebrating Loving vs. Virginia. It's so important to remember how far we've come as a society and keep moving forward towards opening people's minds.