#They came over in the intrawar period
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Being raised with barely any or completely disconnected from your family's culture feels like an actual loss. Like you know something is there that you should have, you even know the echos of it. But it's just slipping through your fingers and you feel like a fraud for even trying to grasp for it. Especially if your face "doesn't match"
#My mom's side is Hungarian and Romani#They came over in the intrawar period#And made a deliberate decision to just pretend they were only Hungarian bc Americans didn't know what Romani folk looked like#My sister's look Romani but I don't and it makes me feel like a fraud for longing to connect with it#I also want to connect with Hungarian culture which I have some exposure to#But my mom died before she could teach me more than a few food words. My exposure is basically only food#So Hungarian food is comforting to me but it's not enough
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