10/21/2026
1 in 8 women will be diagnosed with invasive breast cancer in her lifetime.
This shoot is about those women. The ones still fighting, the ones learning to live with what cancer has taken from them, and the ones who deserve to have their lives celebrated beyond their diagnosis.
Buuuut…this is also deeply personal to me.
For those of you who don’t know, and as a reminder to those who do, I lost my mother to an aggressive form of breast cancer in April 2018. It’s been eight rough years without her.
I watched a disease take away a woman who was wild & busy & still had so much living left to do. She still had friendships to mend, places to see, parties to plan, and a to-do list that was far from finished. She had so many more memories to make. I wish more than anything that she were here to do those things.
Cancer doesn’t just take a life. It takes the life someone was still in the middle of living. 👎🏼
For 8 years, I’ve floated the idea of creating a shoot like this in my heart. Something that could honor my mom while celebrating the women who are still here, still fighting, and still living. 2 of the women in these photos actually knew my mom while she was fighting, which made this experience even more special.
These photos represent lives behind the diagnosis. The friendships, the families, the children, the partners, the plans, the dreams, and all the people waiting for them at home. The lives they are fighting to keep living and the memories they deserve to make.
To these women, thank you. Your lives are worth celebrating in every season, not just the hard ones.
And to anyone reading this, please take care of yourself. Get checked. Know your family history. Ask questions. Don’t ignore something because you’re busy or think it can wait. Your health matters, and you matter to someone. There are people who want to see you grow older, take that trip, celebrate that birthday, make those memories, and cross things off your to-do list.
Please don’t wait until life gives you a reason to realize how precious it is.
This one is for my mom, Christina, for the life she should have had more time to live, and for every woman still fighting for hers.
