06/15/2026
Birthdays should be less about getting older and more about reflecting back on your life’s milestones.
This year, I can’t stop thinking about the 18 year old girl I was who photographed her first wedding. I fell in love with the art of photography, though I had been accepted into college to become a chiropractor. It was the safe option that made sense on paper.
But photography was the thing that lit me up.
So I made what felt like a wildly irresponsible decision at the time: I bet on myself.
No backup plan. Just a camera, an unhealthy amount of determination, and a deep conviction that this was what I was meant to do.
I still remember what it felt like to be the youngest person in every room. To have to prove myself before being taken seriously. Now, I’ve built a strong reputation with couples and vendors and as of today, I’ve photographed 631 weddings and sessions. (Yes, I counted them all!)
It’s humbling to realize that what began as a dream has become my life’s work. I’ve traveled all over the world, met incredible people, and have been trusted to preserve some of the most meaningful moments in a family’s history.
What an honor that is.
And while this career is far from easy, I still feel that same fire and ambition as I did when I first picked up a camera. As I celebrate another year, I find myself thankful for the girl who was brave enough to trust where her heart led her.
So here’s to another year older, I think little Kayla would be pretty proud 🥂
