The Ugly Chair

During the trip, Judith slept a lot. On the way to our destination, and when we got to the hotel. Most of the time, she sat quietly in this old chair, which she called “ugly” a few times. I remember looking over at her one time and thinking that she needed attention. So I went and sat in the chair with her and held her in my arms. She pressed her head against my shoulder and under my chin. I felt the love from her. Later, I dressed her up and got her ready for a shoot. She was solitaire and decided to sit in that ugly chair. 

Annie will always be my baby… my first doll. But without question, there is and always will be a special place for Judith in my heart. 

Old Ballet Shoes

Judith was lounging around in her tank-top and underoos. I decided that this would be an excellent time to show her what I had found. She has been posting a lot of pictures of ballet dancers lately, and every so often, while swinging in her hammock, she’ll do some ballet pointing with her feet and toes. Judith has never brought up that she was a dancer. When I showed her the old beat-up dance shoes, I was quite surprised. She was smiling a lot and almost giggling, which she never does. She put them on right away. She then hung them around her neck and gave me a big hug. I will buy her some brand new ones, in black, of course.