He wanted three kids. 
I wanted seven. 
We have eight and the rest is history....
We are each other's greatest companion, comrade, friend and we fight for that each day as we well know the breath of life is fleeting.

Photography has been a part of my life from the time I received my blue Fisher Price camera. I was probably 6, maybe 7. It was Christmas. That little film winding camera captivated me then and still does now, but not without setbacks - hard setbacks.
Eight years ago, after a creative crash and desperate for a break, I did just that. I took a long, wondering break and set my camera down not knowing if I would ever hold it in my hands again. Along the way, with the addition of a couple more babies, came a storm. The long-hidden and hardest battle of my life - Postpartum Depression.
During that storm, I could not do what I was created to do. I couldn't pick up that black box. I couldn't stop moments like I had for so long. I couldn't create. It was all just to heavy.  However, because of that storm, I am now back doing what I LOVE. With a new fire and vigor in my heart, I have a passion to tell stories with my camera, and document those connecting moments we all long for. The moments that weave this beautiful tapestry we call life. Remembering where I have been directs me every day as to where I am going. Remembering has become the beautyFULL healing gift wrapped in time.

My kids and being in Creation with God are now my greatest muse.
(*photography below is by Joy Prouty of Wildflowers Photography)