I'm sitting in the arrivals hall at the airport, waiting. And what's happening in front of me makes me furious. There are about twenty people here, welcoming home a couple. They have big cameras, signs, heck, they even have a camera filming on a tripod. People are hugging, photographing and shedding tears. This might sound very sweet and you might all wonder what's making me so upset about this scenery.
The couple are not alone. They have one kid with them. A young toddler that I assume that they just adopted. I have nothing against the adoption, let that be stated right away. But this young child have just been torn from his home, might be that it just was a shitty orphanage, but it was this child's home. He's been tossed into a new family, one that I'm guessing doesn't speak a word of his own language. They then take him on a long journey, away from everything he knew. And as soon as they arrive he is surrounded by at least twenty strangers with big cameras.
I understand that the family want to share their new bundle of joy, it have surely been a long journey for these parents to get their child. But this huge commotion, it surely must be shocking, strange and scary for their child. Not given a change to adjust to his new life, he's being surrounded by all these people that want to take pictures, carry him, introducing themselves. Am I just being strange? Or is this a bit too much?
I know I'm very uneasy with new surroundings and new people, I know that it is something that cause me a lot of anxiety, so maybe I'm overreacting. But this just feels so strange to witness.
