09/06/2026
Weddings are extremely hard for me personally.
If you’re close to me, you understand why. It’s a big part of the reason I take on very few weddings each year.
But every once in a while, I’m reminded that even in something that can be hard for me, there are incredibly beautiful moments—and I get the privilege of freezing them for someone else.
This weekend, for the first time, one of those moments got me.
And I mean REALLY got me.
Not the little tear you can blink away and hide behind the camera. The ugly kind of cry. The kind you can’t choke down no matter how hard you try.
It was one of those moments that makes you look at the people you love a little differently. That reminds you to appreciate the hugs, the laughter, the dancing, the people gathered together in one room—because we aren't promised that exact moment again.
Life keeps moving.
People grow older. Families change. Kids grow up. And eventually, we lose people we love.
The moment itself doesn't last.
But the photograph does.
One day, that photo might be the way someone remembers exactly how Grandpa smiled. The way Mom looked at them. The way Dad hugged a little tighter. The way Grandma laughed. The way everyone they loved was together in one place.
That's why photography has never just been "taking pictures" to me.
It means so much that my clients trust me enough to invite me into some of the biggest, most emotional moments of their lives. They trust me to notice the things happening between the posed photos. To preserve the people, the relationships, the tiny moments they may not even realize mattered until years later.
Because to us, it's something much more.
A photograph means more.
Sometimes, it becomes one of the only pieces of a moment we get to keep. 🤍
