There are three remarkable, wonderful, perfect experiences in my life that I hold on to tightly no matter what other nonsense is crashing, recessing, decaying, or just plain annoying me: the birth and growing up of my children, walking through the streets of Paris, and receiving these photos of little girls in Afghanistan holding up my audreydresses. And now after a few weeks of working nonstop and tucking away an extra month of summer rent, I am anxious to begin again. What better way to kick off another several months of audreydresses than with this photograph from a world away? Looking at these girls and listening to Dr. Rolfe tell their stories was a wonderful gift to me . . . the fabrics that I bought and were donated, the hours I spent stitching backstage and in the early mornings before dog walking, and the intense desire I have to be part of something larger than being comfortable and buying things was all worth it and answered by the look in their huge dark eyes. My very grateful thanks to Dr. Rolfe and Hope for making this human connection a reality.
