I’ve always been a strong believer in helping others. I was raised that way. That was part of my reasoning for joining the military way back when. And over the years I’ve been able to. Small things like choosing to sponsor a family or child during the holidays. Bigger things like donating to organizations or giving to fund raisers. Helping a friend in need. Holding their hand when something has happened in their life. Sitting on the phone until all hours of the night. Helping during fun things as well such as working cattle, helping them move, fight flood waters. There are so many ways to help others.
But t his past week, I received a phone call from a woman whom I had photographed. She had just seen her images. And she was in tears. She explained to me that she had been in a relationship in which she had been made to feel as if she was not pretty enough, good enough, smart enough. She had not necessarily been told that, but the attitude of the man she had been with left her feeling empty, alone, ugly. After a few years, she had given up on herself. She said she had become an empty shell who didn’t care about what happened to her. She simply got up every morning, did her job, functioned, went to sleep and started all over again while he enjoyed his life. Then, he replaced her. Which of course, devastated her even more.
A few weeks ago, she was invited to be part of a portrait party that a friend of hers was throwing. Of course, I was the photographer. I brought some of my own props and clothing along and when we got to her turn, I kind of questioned what she brought. It was drab and blah and was not in the true spirit of the party. So out came my stuff, another girl did her makeup and another curled her hair. By the time she was in front of the camera, she was a new person. Both on the outside AND on the inside. She glowed. She was truly as beautiful on the outside as she is on the inside. It was glorious to see that transformation. And it happened in stages. Step by step with the encouragement of her good friends she shed her old shell and blossomed. It was glorious.
In her phone call, she shared her story with me. And she actually thanked me for helping her realize how beautiful she is both on the inside and the outside. For helping her to realize that it wasn’t HER problem that the man she was with was the way he was. That it was HIS issue that she had subconsciously chosen to take on as her own issue. That night, she had begun the self building process of shedding his baggage. And by the time we ended our phone call, we had both shared our stories, and were laughing, and we are both looking forward to our next photo shoot!
I feel so good about being able to help someone on such a personal important level. It’s amazing how a person can take on such a burden without realizing it and disappear under it’s weight. It’s also entirely possible that the man in past had no idea that the changes that happened in her during their relationship was due to his way of relating to her. Not that it is any excuse. But I’m so happy to know that she is able to see herself as the beautiful, confident, intelligent woman she is.