When love crosses borders…


I must have been asked this question a thousand times…”Why  did you leave a hot tropical beautiful country like Seychelles to come to UK?” Here I share my thoughts with you if you haven’t read the post before.

In today’s globalised world, it has become very simple to meet people from all kinds of cultural backgrounds – and, sometimes fall in love; that’s what happened to me! I come from a very conventional Seychellois family and I was born and bred in Seychelles. In my early thirties I was constantly reminded by my beloved grandmother that I “should find a nice Seychellois man and settle down.” Growing up, I always knew I wanted to travel the world and see what were beyond our beautiful shores. I have visited many countries and meeting my husband in UK was a bonus! My ultimate dream was to settle down with a Seychellois and live close to my family. Now, my reality is a far cry from that dream. I am happily married to this quirky half English and half Scottish man with an Irish surname and living thousands of miles away from my homeland and family. We have two beautiful children (one born in each country!) and a lovely home but our interracial matrimony has some definite downsides as well. It also comes with heart-wrenching and, at times, heart-breaking realities that makes us question our choices. One of us is always living far and far away from families and it can be such a challenge but for love and the children we have to make it work and we have to adapt. We have to remind ourselves that life and love are neither static nor unchanging…so we adapt and move on. My husband knows he will never get me to eat Brussels sprouts or cranberry sauce on Christmas day and I know that I will never get him to eat our famous ‘la dob bannann’ (plantains cook in coconut milk and sugar) However our relationship is face with other challenges simply because we are from two different continents and with different culture and sometimes we do clash. My husband and I have learned to appreciate most of one another’s cultural quirks. This has actually been a fun experience, more so for him…Sega (Our traditional dance) will never be his forte! There are times when our cultural differences rub one another the wrong way. The cultural idiosyncrasies of my husband that I love the most can easily frustrate me when I’m not at my best (and mine can do the same to him!). We are both proud of our cultural heritage and traditions so we work together to create ways to celebrate them that will be meaningful to both of us and our children.



10 thoughts on “When love crosses borders…”

  1. Interesting read. I resonate with this having made the same journey. But boy isn’t it a colourful life! I’m proud to be a in an interracial relationship. Well done Mr and Mrs Finnigan. Congratulations and Happy Anniversary.


    1. Thank you. Same sentiment …it has been an amazing journey. I still don’t eat haggis and probably never will but what we have been through together is pretty amazing and ‘colourful’ too.


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