There, I Said It!

I married a black man...in the south.  There. I said it.  Which is fairly odd considering there was a time I was terrified of black people.  There. I said THAT, too. Allow me to explain. Elberton, GA, circa 1990s. "Granite Capital of the World." Like, literally the city was known for its mass production of tombstones. The demographic was pretty evenly split between whites and blacks, but it was extremely segregated...or at least in my mind, it was. Mostly because I grew up in an ultra-conservative, super Pentecostal Holiness, over-protective single parent home. Anything outside the home or church was probably of the devil...including Scooby Doo and the Smurfs. Definitely the school mascot, the Blue Devils ! And did I mention all the tombstones!? I digress. Soon after my parents split, my brother and I were forced to ride the school bus to school. (#whitepriviledge) We lived near a predominantly black neighborhood so there were very few whites on o...