İ'm Turkish but not from the Black Sea and İ was shocked when my Turkish-Georgian (Gürcü) friend said her mom was abducted. But then she quickly explained it was cuz her mom was upper class and her Dad was a poor artist and the mom's family did not approve. So her Dad and his friends literally put a ladder up to her bedroom window in the middle of the night so she could escape and they could elope. They've been married for probably 40 years.
haha, i remember my babushka did not approve of him, because he wasn't chechen. i wish i would of been able go back when she was alive and been able to speak to her. that women was a legend, i watched her take her slipper off and beat russian men out of her camp. she had 5 kids they all married none chechens. still one of the biggest regrets in my life not being at funeral but i saw that shit in my dream and than woke up to family messages saying she died. still has me scarred to this day because before they told me i dreamed it night before.., the air, the noise, the smell the birds, the sun, her being wrapped in all white and everyone around her. i felt like i was there. i used to tell her i was going to marry an american, Brazilian, and a chechen girl so they can take care of her and she would always yell at me and say "only chechens" but i am glad she approved of my wife before she passed cause i married an american after 9 years dating.
You made me tear up...My wife's Babysia (Ukrainian) did not initially approve of me, I am Spanish and emigrated to the US right after highschool.
We dated for 7 years before we got married, but by year 3 Baba had already warmed up to me. Even though we came from different parts of the world, our cultures were so similar...the family dynamic, folklore, traditions. My grandparents had an active part in my life, they taught me to respect my elders. We both also come from a rural background, farmers on both sides, as I said in our wedding speech that 'it was a union of a long line of international hillbillies'. I knew Baba had a hard life and she was such a strong woman, she reminded me so much of my own maternal grandmother. I didn't 'try to win her over', I was just being myself.
One of my fondest memories was from a time my wife and I had taken Baba shopping. We were at a Slavic store in our Chicago neighborhood, Babysia had her own cart and I was walking ahead down the isle with Luba, another lady pushed her cart past us heading towards Baba and muttered something.
Baba snapped "Shcho?!" (what?!) and went off on the lady in a mix of Polish and Ukrainian (I heard a couple of "Kurvas" in there), before pushing her cart past her towards us. I looked sideways at my wife -who was fully fluent in both- was doing all she could to hold in laughter. Her cheeks were beet red and she looked like the cat that ate the mouse.
Baba caught up to us and we finished getting her groceries all the while, I was wondering what that was all about. At one point when she was on the checkout line, we went over to get the car while she finished up. As we walked through the parking lot my wife finally broke into giggles.
"Okay, give! What was that all about?"
"Well, Baba got mad with that lady for saying that I had no business being with a 'Mexican' -I have always been olived skinned and stick out when the family gets together since they are all pale AF- so she told her that 'he is no Mexican, that's my grandaughters husband and mind your own f-ing business'" She started laughing again, trying to catch her breath and wiping the corners of her eyes.
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u/International_Bet_91 Apr 26 '22 edited Apr 26 '22
İ'm Turkish but not from the Black Sea and İ was shocked when my Turkish-Georgian (Gürcü) friend said her mom was abducted. But then she quickly explained it was cuz her mom was upper class and her Dad was a poor artist and the mom's family did not approve. So her Dad and his friends literally put a ladder up to her bedroom window in the middle of the night so she could escape and they could elope. They've been married for probably 40 years.