08/31/2026
I never started photography because I had some big dream of becoming a photographer.
I started because I was trying to survive.
When my sister passed, I was lost.
I couldn’t work.
My mental health wasn’t in the best place.
Some days, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do with myself or how life was supposed to keep moving when mine felt like it had stopped.
Then I picked up a camera.
And little by little, photography gave me somewhere to put the pain. It gave me something to focus on when my mind was too heavy. It gave me a reason to get up, create, and keep going.
That’s where Touched By An Angel came from. 🤍
Her.
What started in one of the darkest seasons of my life became something I could have never imagined. A business. A career. A way to provide for my family. A way to serve people. A way to freeze moments for others that I now understand are more precious than we realize.
There are days I wish more than anything that I could call my sister and tell her, “Look what this became.”
But then I remember…
She’s the reason it became anything at all.
Touched By An Angel isn’t just a name on my business.
It’s part of my story.
It’s part of hers.
And every time I pick up my camera, a little piece of her is still here with me.
I built something beautiful from a season that almost broke me.
And I think she’d be proud. 🤍📸
