Just when I thought the more Sisyphean elements of this week would undo me, I tuned in to one of my favorite blogs, Surrender Dorothy. This week, Blogger Rita Arens introduced readers to Photographer Dina Goldstein and her extraordinary series Fallen Princesses:
Goldstein, who can write as well as shoot, love that, tells how new motherhood introduced her to fairytales she certainly wasn't seeing come to life around her:
Believe me, you've never seen Beauty, Cinderella, Jasmine or Rapunzel like this. It's like watching Cindy Sherman take on pop culture for kids, in an accessible, reality-bites kind of way. Why are these images so powerful? The insight that cracked me like an egg was Rita's:
"In real life, happiness is the time spent being thankful you aren't going through hell anymore. In real life, we don't know happy unless we've been sad, really sad, or really angry, or really sick. Once we've been all of those things, we learn to appreciate moments when nothing is wrong --- and see them as happiness instead of the status quo."
Amen. We live, we learn, we grow up, we are thankful, we learn to find our happiness.
Unless, for some reason, we don't.
Rita nails that too when she describes Goldstein's image of a sumptuously pretty Belle going under the knife:
Which brings me to the tough part of this week, Sad Truth: The Story of Little One April. I won't repeat myself here, but you won't understand the rest of this post unless you go read that link. I'll wait...
What to say? As someone working to develop credibility and respect for women who blog about every topic, from tech to table, I'm so frustrated and disappointed by this blogger. But my frustration is forgettable when compared with the fact that she cast a shadow of doubt on the many women and families who have blogged the loss of children and the early lives of babies with severe health issues -- some of whom have grounded me with their compassion for her.
And I can only imagine the hurt and confusion that led her down this path at all.
I'm not a bitter person, it's not the way I roll. But I do occasionally get frustrated. Reading Rita's post helped me remind me of my own paths from sad to happy, through divorce and loss, and to put this week in perspective. So thanks Rita.
Happy Saturday. Hope you all go find your happy.