Lost Girls

So Masala Papa and I watched a National Geographic special on China's lost girls over the weekend. It was like a 45-minute guided tour of what our two-week trip will be like when we go to China later this year. I feel somewhat disconnected from the whole thing, imagining ourselves on the bus en route to the hotel/city office/orphanage to pick up our child, in the room being called to come fetch him/her from the arms of a smiling caregiver, etc. This is going to be us in a few months? Hard to believe. Masala Papa shed a few tears; so did I. During the show, a nine year old girl adopted from China talked about how she felt about being adopted. She said her other friends had been born to mothers, but she had 'just been born.' It made me sad, thinking about that missing piece in her life. She'll probably never know how she was born, or where, or to whom.