July 20, 2004

I am not...

...one of those people who walk up to strangers in the mall and strike up a conversation. I don't think I am particularly unfriendly, but I personally do not always enjoy making small talk with complete strangers and so I don't make the assumption that they want to make small talk with me. K. thinks I'm pretty interesting I guess, but I don't assume that I am.

That said, I do have the urge to walk up to every single person that I see who looks as if they have an internationally adopted child and talk to them. I have the urge Every Single Time. I am sure that some of these children are not even adopted--that their parents are a multiracial couple (however you say that in correct PC terms) and that I would make a fool of myself. Two of my own cousins have beautiful biracial natural born children. However, the urge is still there and it's strong. Like a super duper extra strength heavy duty URGE to talk to these people. Sometimes I stand completely still in the middle of a crowded place (mall, grocery store, park) and say to myself,


    "Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't talk to those people. They most likely do not want to talk to you about their child. You are probably the 8 millionth person to come up and strike up a conversation about nothing with them on the off chance that they will give you an opening to say, 'We are in the process of adopting from China right now...' Don't do it. Don't do it. Don't talk to those people..."

I am sure that half of the time I am staring quite ruding at the nice people who are nicely minding their own business with their beautiful children.

Ah well, I guess I just want to talk about it because I am excited about it and that's normal. But I am trying my best to talk about it appropriately, and not inappropriately. That's why this BLOG is so nice. I can talk about it all I want without a moment's guilt or hesitation. And if I do talk about it inappropriately or ramble on at length, well no one's keeping you here. But thanks for stopping by anyway.

Posted by grrlTravels at July 20, 2004 9:31 PM
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You know, I don't have the urge to walk up to them. But-- ever since I started the adoption, I notice transracial families everywhere. granted, we live in a big city, but I see them as I never really had before. I often ponder about whether they are adopted, bio or foster. Just yesterday at Target I saw a white mom, white pre-schooler and a Latino toddler. It's hard not to stare!

Posted by: Marla at July 21, 2004 12:09 PM
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