So...yeah, admittedly, this Ultra 4K war experience live streamed to our televisions has consumed me for months. Really? This day and age? Seriously? Every night while my babies are sleeping safe and sound in their beds, (admittedly now older, but still)I turn on the recorded world news and brace myself for an update. It's the children. I can't seem to hit the pause button on worrying about the endless stream of children who had to leave their dads, brothers, beds, friends, schools, their favorite spot at the playground, and ultimately everything they knew in order to be able to breath another day so that hopefully they can return. I almost kind of feel guilty that my kids and the little ones of whom I have the privilege of photographing, are safe and lost in their own blissful naïveté.
This little one, whose photo appeared in "The Atlantic" wears a hat that says, "Happy" on the side, just above her face paint of the Ukrainian flag. I hope with all of my heart and soul that she, as well as all of the children refugees, wakes up each day living some version of "happy" wherever in the world that may be.