All my life I’ve dealt with the double-edged sword that is being a mixed race gal. Although mixed races are becoming more and more common, back in my elementary school it wasn’t so common. This is why I was put in an ESL (English as a second language) class up through 5th grade. Even though I read a couple grades higher, they still thought I wasn’t able to understand English that well. My parents thought I was put in a bilingual class where I could learn Spanish. Sadly, that was incorrect, and I missed out on a lot of things.
I’m sure you’re saying, “Big deal, it’s just a few years.” Well, I never learned Spanish, and oddly enough, failed the Spanish classes I took in high school! What does this have to do with wedding planning? Hold on, I’m getting there. 
My mother is hispanic, born and raised Catholic, going through all the various stages of Catholicism. We spent every Christmas having tamales and salsa, and my favorite drink growing up was “Canella”, or children’s tea (honestly, it’s just cinnamon sticks boiled with water and flavored with sugar). My dad’s side was plain white (we’re so many things it’s impossible to name them), the only holidays we celebrated together were Christmas and Thanksgiving. Religion was never a factor in that family. Often I felt pulled from one side to the other- “Come to Tia’s (aunt in spanish) for some papa (potato) tacos!”, or “Want to go to Aunt Sharon’s for Easter salmon?” A lot of that was because of my Dad. Like a lot of hispanic families I know, my mom was very close to her family, and spent most of her time hanging out with them. My dad would only spend time with his family on the holidays I listed above, and that was only if I came. So if I didn’t go, he usually wouldn’t. Many times I chose my dad’s side because I wanted to make sure he had somewhere to spend Christmas.
As if it wasn’t hard enough going from one family with their religion and traditions to another family also with their (non religious) traditions, my parents weren’t together. So this became more of a competition- Dad’s side or Mom’s side. Tamales or potato salad.
Now that I’m planning this wedding, I have to choose which traditions to honor from each side. Always a compromiser, I want to make sure everyone is comfortable. Our wedding will be in the Catholic church, the first wedding in a church since the family began for my Dad’s side, a norm for my mom’s side. I feel as if the other side of the family is thinking it was some influence of my mom’s side. I know my paternal family would never think like that, but I’m a paranoid bride.
We’re also doing the dollar dance, another hispanic tradition. Since my dad’s side hasn’t seen that in their weddings, I’m worried this will come off as greedy. This is why we’re going to write something in the program.
My dad’s side has no real marriage traditions, so I’m still trying to find something to show them that they, too, have contributed to this marriage, and although not your typical family, they’re more than I could ever hope for. So far, one of the greatest things I have done with the wedding to show my love for the paternal family I came from, is having the day celebrated on my Grandma’s birthday.
How are you inserting cultural traditions in your wedding day?
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