When I turned 21 my mom gave me a book she made throughout the years of my life.
It had my first photo they took in the hospital, the graph with my first heartbeat, all my teeth that I gave to the tooth fairy (yes, she never gave them to the fairies, can you believe!?), even a tendril of my blond hair the firth time it was cut… She kept all the little letters I wrote to her (I was always better as writing down my feelings). She kept everything I forgot I did. A photo of my first steps (the one above, in the middle). Letters I wrote to my grandparents. Even a photo of David and I, I think she somehow knew he was going to be my husband one day.
And then people wonder where I get my sentimental nature from…
Having photos and memories from when I was a baby and little one is why I get SO much out of giving photography to families. It gets me all teared up every time I work on the photos of all the shoots I do. Yes, it’s my job, but it’s also part of my heart and soul I love giving to others. Working with the wonder of new babies, new families, old families, unique children, happiness, laughter and so much love is a HUGE blessing and something I feel honoured to do every day.
And maybe I also love families so much because my own family is really my favourite people in this world. From as far back as I can remember my dad had either a video camera or still camera capturing our life. We have a whole drawer full of home movies, and another one full of albums of printed photos.
All these photos fill in the gaps of my story, our story, and THAT is why giving photography to my friends, clients and the world is so important to me, it’s something I must do, want to do and most of all, LOVE to do!
I wonder if I smashed my cake…?
I always loved writing and yes, repeating myself too…