Yesterday's Travels

Yesterday we went out to do a bit of shopping (I got a few bargains I might add ~ some new fabric and sewing accessories - I'm going to learn to sew this year) and we also went to visit a 'new' friend. Well they are actually one of our next-door neighbours relatives and they are new friends of Mark's from a game called RuneScape. A game that Mark has been playing for the last couple of weeks.
Anyway we went to visit them (I'm going to call them R&B as I don't have permission to use their names on here yet) after we went shopping at Fountaingate. What a drive it was to go and see them. We went to parts of Melbourne & its outskirts I had never been to before. I didn't mind that though its always good to see new places & it got us out of the house.
While we were there I was asked twice, on separate occassions, by two of the children (now I don't know if the kids are from that family or were just visiting as there were quite a few children there) about the skin on my arms. I was prepared for questions, I usually am, and I gave a response that I had hoped would put them at ease with their curiosity and said that it was something called psoriasis, which meant my skin grew faster in some places than others. I shouldn't have worried (not that I really did) because they kids just accepted it and left it at that. In fact both R&B (the people we visited) mentioned to at least one of the children it was like what our neighbour had and like the stuff that B gets on his face.

I tell ya I just wish that ALL people were like the ones I met yesterday. After the initial curiousness they didn't care that I was covered in P. Why can't people just accept you as you are without the stares of "OMGOSh will I catch it?" Not that R&B or the children were like that but let's face it there are thousands of people out there who ARE. I tend to forget that I wear rose coloured glasses most of the time and not everyone out there is as nice as the friends & family I have. But at least yesterday showed me that there are more people out there like me who don't care that others have P. It kind of restores the faith in people.