Sunday, February 17, 2008
A few weeks ago, in Hello in there, I wrote about seeing a woman in full chador and being so surprised that all I could do was look away. I was disappointed in myself. So today I got a do over. I was at my neon-lit, antiseptic grocery store, full of pasty faced heartlanders, pushing my shopping cart down the aisle. As I turned the corner, there was a woman draped head-to-toe in black, with only her eyes peering out. She stood out like a raven in a yard full of sparrows. Again, I was surprised, but this time - having thought it through out loud here, in front all of you - I was able to glance at her, as I would anyone else, and smile, as I would with anyone else, and walk on.
This matters a lot to me because I know what it's like to be stared at, and I have to deal with people staring at my special needs daughter. So today I did better. Yay me, until the next time I stumble over something entirely different and unexpected, which, no doubt, you'll hear all about.