Inside my marriage fantasy, there is a husband steadfastly devoted to my well being. I try not to dwell on this, when I’m feeling lonely, as it’s a direct road to self-pity. So I turn to one of my heroes, Elizabeth Cady Stanton, a pioneer of women’s rights (and a wife) who said, “Whatever the theories may be of woman’s dependence on man, in the supreme moments of her life, he cannot bear her burdens.” And yet, on the morning my father died, William my closest friend held me close, and with steadfast devotion, whispered, “What can I do for you today? What do you need?”
Photo: DNA by Viviane Sassen [1] at Danziger Projects [2] now through April 10.