Day 491: Rejection, Schmejection (the sequel)

Yesterday, I received an email that included this:

Thank you for submitting your work for consideration for BlogHer’s 7th annual Voices and Photos of the Year. We received a record number of submissions this year (more than 2,500) and had an amazing time reading each and every one of them!


I wanted to let you know that we’ll be announcing the Voices and Photos of the Year honorees today on BlogHer.com, and that your submission(s) has not been selected this year. If you submitted multiple posts, you will only receive one email for all submissions.

 

About 11 months ago, I wrote a post named “Day 165: Rejection, Schmejection.”  That post:

  • was one of the shortest ones I’ve written,
  • described a situation I could have labeled a personal rejection, and
  • referred to my then-15-year-old son recovering from a sudden lung illness, which had required him to be briefly hospitalized.

I could point to several parallels between those two points in time  — 6/14/13 and yesterday —  including this one:  Yesterday morning, my son reported an ailment that seemed concerning. So we went to his doctor’s office.

He is fine.  The nurse we saw, named Marie, said we were smart to come in.

Here are some photos from that doctor’s office visit, yesterday:

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This was hanging on the wall of the examining room.  The medical assistant told us that Marie has brought back several wall hangings, like that one, from a country she likes to visit. I’m thinking maybe it was Peru, but I’m not sure (I was distracted at the time).

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Another wall hanging in the examining room. When I saw that, I thought, that would have made a great visual for my recent May Day post!  The medical assistant pointed this out to us (which I doubt I would have noticed on my own): Somebody is chopping down the tree.

Here’s a close-up of the action:

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However, that tree is still standing.

Also on the wall of the exam room:

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Marie was wonderful — thorough, empathic, thoughtful, and respectful —  throughout the exam. Afterwards, we accepted several gracious invitations to look at wall hangings in other rooms.

Hmmm.

Even though I thought I took a picture yesterday of one of Marie’s favorites, which had terrific details (including eyes on potatoes) …. there’s no such photo on my iPhone. Drat!

However, I can show you Marie, with another wall hanging, in her office:

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As a bonus, we also saw my son’s doctor, Dr. Deborah Bershel, on our way out.

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It was great to see her, and to let her know how much we appreciated Marie.

Here’s one more shot from yesterday, when we were returning to the car:

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Okay!

Thanks to people who are as perfect as they can be; to BlogHer for many things, including recognizing bloggers I read and admire (e.g., Aussa Lorens and Eli from Coach Daddy);  to Marie, Dr. Bershel, and the rest of the excellent staff at Davis Square Family Practice; and to you — of course! — for reading today.

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33 thoughts on “Day 491: Rejection, Schmejection (the sequel)

  1. Sorry about the rejection. We’ve all been there. Glad your son is ok.

  2. I thought you were no longer accepting blog awards anyway, my good Ann. Ahem.

    The word going ’round is that BlogHer judges were blinded by Aussa’s awesomeness, dumbstruck thereafter.

    I am glad to hear that son is fine.

    Must be all the Hershey’s chocolate syrup, huh? Yeesh.

    The visit did get you out of the house. The recovery continues.

    • Mark, this comment made me LOLL (laugh out loud, literally). More good medicine, as I recover.

      • Maybe I ought to apply for a BlogHim commenter humor award next year, Ann. Hey, maybe I ought to start BlogHim awards next year, Ann.

      • Eli won an award, Mark. He’s a him. I don’t know how these facts might affect your future plans.

      • Well there it goes, down the genderless drain, Ann.

  3. Or Maybe we should start our own….. BlogUs … BlogsRUs … 🙂

  4. I’m glad your son is okay, those times can be scary.

  5. I think we have trouble with rejection because it’s hard for us to separate what we do from who we are as person, as you have brought out recently. So…it’s all just a lot of schmejection! Your encouraging insights and photos are tops with us! So let’s celebrate! With chocolate syrup! What a great tonic to help sort out these periodic schmejections in life. 🙂

    • This comment was a better tonic than chocolate syrup, Mel. (Although I have to admit, I just had a Hershey chocolate bar with almonds, to celebrate with you.)

  6. Rejection is just one of the steps on the way to fame and fortune as a writer. Or sometimes, fame and poverty, but deeply meaningful poverty. That you are submitting your work and receiving rejection letters is a milestone. If you keep doing things like that, you might end up with a book. But if you don’t, you still have a published blog that draws readers every day (and their affection).

    I received 27 rejection letters for one of my books before it was published. At the time, I thought that it was a lot, because my first book was accepted by the first publisher I sent it to. Later, though, I found out that many of the most famous and beloved books were rejected much more than 27 times. So, I’m going for 90 with the next one.

    I’m relieved that your son is okay and very impressed with the art in your doctor’s offices.

    • Sometimes, I AM psychic. For example, I predicted I would feel measurably better after reading your comment, and I was correct. Thank you for helping me feel very smart.

  7. Ann, you are perfect. ❤
    Diana xo

  8. Pic 2 The Maypole – what a delightful piece of folk art. I’d dig deep to own it.

    • I think you would have really liked the piece I didn’t capture on my iPhone, Carl. It showed a big marketplace, with amazing details. Thanks for the visit today.

  9. All these comments are BlogAnn Awards and they are more sincere and come from the heart and you certainly deserve them. Love the wall hangings – a lot of creative work in them. And what better place than a doctor’s rooms to cheer the patients up! Keep up the good work Ann. 🙂

    • And I love the BlogAnn Awards (and every other creative, kind word of this comment). Thanks for cheering me up, quite nicely.

  10. Too bad about the rejection. So glad our o is all right. Such a mixture of emotions.

  11. Smiling. LOVE your title. You are PERFECT!

  12. I love how you thank a site that rejects you. How classy!
    Glad your teenager is okay. Mine gets checked out tomorrow.
    Be well.

    • I hope your teenager is okay, too. This comment, definitely, is helping me heal (from several things).

  13. I’m glad the son is okay! I love the wall hangings– so much more welcoming than some sort of wall chart detailing melanoma or something. My family physician had framed movie posters signed by actors and directors all over his office. That’s probably why I still go see him for everything, even though he’s 45 minutes away 🙂

    I’m sorry again about BlogHer. ARGH. Angelle and I were talking today about how we’re not at all accustomed to winning things, so it’s an odd feeling to think about. That is to say, I know well what rejection feels like and I hope the sting fades soon. You know we all love and appreciate your writing AND apparently you’ve got BlogAnn and BlogHim to look forward to as well 😉

    I love the very last photo. Sometimes the universe gives us just what we need, when we need it.

    • I agree, Aussa. Sometimes the universe gives us exactly what we need when we need it, like this awesome comment from you. And here’s something that has helped the sting fade for me: that you and your friend were recognized, and that you are going to ROCK that convention. Maybe I’ll get to meet you at the convention next year. In the meantime, I adore our interactions here.

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