Warm Adoption Fuzzies
Spent the past couple of days in my hometown, which is a blue enclave in the sea of red that is Indiana. While wandering around with family and whatnot, I saw two interracial families. Then while I was chatting to my SIL about our respective dossiers a lady overheard me and pointed out her young son who was adopted from Russia a couple of years ago, and told us all about what a great experience it was.
Interracial and international adoption has been part of the landscape for my whole life, so it wasn't really suprising, but it was kind of nice to run into 3 adoptive families in 24 hours like that and get a little boost while I'm waiting around for print clearances.
