Mixed Marriage
by: Elizabeth Cunningham on July 18th, 2010 | 4 Comments »
Not long ago we celebrated thirty years of mixed marriage. Some people said it couldn’t last, and it’s true: we come from radically different cultures whose members have battled each other off and on since pre-history and still struggle today. But we persisted. We beat the odds. Statistics vary, but some sources say close to fifty percent of marriages like ours will fail. Yes, a marriage between one man and one woman, a mixed gender marriage, which proponents of California’s proposition 8, among others, insist is the only kind of marriage there is.
I am not only a thirty year veteran of a mixed gender marriage, my husband and I are also minority members in our immediate and extended family. When we gather for family celebrations, more than half the company is gay. When I consider my circle of friends and my wider community, the same is true. The difference in our minority status is that no one discriminates against us, passes moral judgment on us, or deprives us of our civil rights.
I am also an interfaith minister and a couples’ counselor. In the past, I have helped many people create their wedding ceremonies. If they wanted to write their own vows, I did not stand in their way, but I always put in a plug for the traditional vows: “for better, for worse; for richer, for poorer; in sickness and in health, until we are parted by death.” That’s what marriage is, making those vows to another person and having the guts, grace, and good luck to keep them. Nothing more, and nothing less.
I do not perform marriages anymore, because it feels like a blurring of the separation of church and state for me, as a member of the clergy, to sign a state document. I also don’t like to offer a service to mixed gender couples that I am not allowed by law to provide for same gender couples.
Here’s a common sense solution that would preserve the boundary between church and state and could end the seemingly endless debate about what a marriage is and who can enter into it. All unions should be civil unions with all rights accorded equally to all couples, mixed or same gender. The marriage ceremony as a blessing of the union could then be performed by the church, clergyperson, religious tradition, or community that the couple chooses. Of course, some churches will not bless same gender marriages, but many churches will and already do, as do many interfaith ministers like me.
During our long marriage, we have been through many phases, including one where it seemed as though all our friends’ marriages were breaking up. For reassurance I called the most stable couple I knew. “Are you all right?” I asked. “You’re not breaking up, are you?” They assured me they were fine. Of course, they were a same gender couple, and didn’t have the challenges of a mixed marriage. They celebrated their thirtieth anniversary last year.



Universal marriages and mixed marriages bring great challenges to a couple, requiring a bond like no other. My own, confirmed forty years ago in the U.S., represents the union of Ethiopian and North American Scottish culture.It made me aware as a woman just how much I represented the property of the White world, particularly the White male as my husband was treated time and again as a thief who’d stolen from them. It involved tremendous sacrifice: language, food, culture, identity. Developing genuine understanding of each other required that we live in each other’s countries for several years on two separate occasions to bridge the gaps and balance the traditions of each. Ours was a universal relationship as well as a mixed marriage, developed in the mid sixties when scapegoating (gender, ethnic, and universal) was culturally accepted and involved threatening mixed race couples with a year of imprisonment for getting married in many states. I learned that in universal, mixed marriages the many many sacrifices are what makes the marriage sacred to both. One learns that if there are many low points in the marriage, there are equally many high points, the lower, the higher. And there is no greater condition for growth as individual. You can never be a conformist in such a relationship. You are required to come face to face with yourself and your society, and your spouse’s as well. You’ll never be again just a North American or an African, but a universal being. You are required to develop global consciousness. It i s my wish that more and more such marriages develop to bring universal understanding and peace.
Moira, your experiences touched me this morning. This is the great stuff of cultural depth and tribal knowledge.
What sparked a fire in my mind when I was reading your comment was, “It made me aware as a woman just how much I represented the property of the White world, particularly the White male as my husband was treated time and again as a thief who’d stolen from them.” How did you handle being that “embodiment” of property and how did your husband handle the “embodiment” of being the colonial/male owner, in light of the reality that you both were neither?
Thoughtful questions!
Thank you for sharing your story here.