I was born and bred in a multicultural family. My mom was born in Finland and my dad was born here in Spain, in Catalunia, which has its own language and traditions that differ somewhat from the rest of the country. Both of them left their countries due to bad living conditions and ended up working in Stockholm, Sweden, where they met and fell in love. At that time, the late 60s, people were not used to interracional relationships and I think life wasn't so easy on them but now, more than 45 years after they first met, they are still together. That really is true love!
Ever since I was born I was surrounded by different religions, languages and cultures, and to me, that's the most normal thing. We always mixed different traditions at home and chose the best from each country. What I liked the most was the fact that we got Christmas presents 3 times a year! But when I grew up I never thought I would end up falling in love with someone from a country far far away, just to follow the "family tradition" LOL. But I did. I fell in love with a Moroccan and got married. So by then, my family added some North African and Moslem traditions to our daily life and holidays. Unfortunatelly, things didn't turn out well, so I got divorced, but we kept some of the Moroccan traditions, for my kids' sake. Well, the multicultural story could have ended there, couldn't it? But no... I'm dating a Peruvian so nowadays we've also added a South American touch to our lives. LOL