...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,
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 PMYou 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