Showing love. It’s interesting to think of isn’t it? Different cultures, different people, different families all do it differently. It’s actually a beautiful thing if you ask me. So many ways to express love and all because we were loved by our creator first. Amazing.
So today I thought it would be fun to talk about how different families & cultures express love. If you didn’t already know, my husband is Bahamian, I am American from southern California, and we are currently living in France. It’s an amazing experience, learning to how to adjust in so many ways.
Let’s start with the French. They are a funny people, haven’t quite figured them out yet. They live with a lot less. Most of them live in apartments without yards *gasp* I know, I was a little surprised too! I mean where do you send your kids when you need a break? (turns out, their bedroom works fine too.)
They are more publicly affection people. They greet each other with a kiss on each cheek. You might happen upon a makeup session at the mall (or their version of the mall). They have no sense of personal space. Maybe this is because of their crowded metros or something, but seriously. No personal space.
Let’s talk about the two kisses. Now for an American, this is torture. I hate les bisous. I always seem to go in for it on the wrong side, then we play tango in the middle for a few seconds then finally, just before I practically kiss the person, I get ’em on the cheek. Phew. It stresses me out.
Now I am married to a Bahamian ‘brotha.’ Believe me when I tell you that their culture is so largely different from ours. I think that they show their love through respect. My husband never really was/is one to say “I love you” a lot. His philosophy is that (insert your best thug voice here) “I loved you when I married you, right? If it changes, I’ll let you know.”
I gotta give the man a little credit. After 5 years of marriage he will now offer it up on his own & now at the end of phone conversations! Yes, ladies, this one’s all mine.
He was raised by a single mother. She had to work & was going to school, so he lived between a couple houses & often with his grandmother. He doesn’t have lovey-dovey memories of him & his mother. Her love was shown to him through her actions.
This type of relationship might not be ‘normal’ to most American mothers, but let me tell you it is the most healthy mother-son relationship I have seen in my life. She respects him as a man, stays out of our business, and despite loving her boy & wanting to be close to us, she knows we will never return home to the Bahamas for good, and guess what, she’s okay with that. A man’s gotta go what a man’s gotta do. And she gets that. Amazing. And it is not lost on this momma of boys.
Oh Americans… Everything is bigger and better in America, right? How do we express love in America? Is it through more toys, a bigger house, & more gadgets? I’m just making an observation here, but other countries live with so much less and are happy! Heck, I’ve lived without a dishwasher almost my entire marriage! We often try to keep up with the Joneses.
It actually is hard to pinpoint ways Americans love because actually we’re a big melting pot of cultures anyhow!
At our wedding my husband’s pastor said the most amazing quote, I’ll try to get it right…
“Two countries. Two cultures. Two families. Two races. One God.”
Can I get an amen??
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