12/05/2019
Courage comes in all forms. Strength to do, even when everything in you screams NO!
I was finally able to pick up my camera after seven months. Seems like not a big deal in the face of everything else our family is walking through. But it is. It was. Because for me, taking pictures is all about LOVE. It’s not a cliche’ or a pitch. I’m talking about deep rooted, down to the inner most heart wrenching kinda of love.
My husband is the one human who inspires that kind of love. In me. I’m not sure I’d consider myself an artist, but what I am sure of is that if it wasn’t for him I would of never continued with photography. And going beyond what I thought was possible. He is my hugest encourager. And believed in me when I didn’t. He brought our nursing babe to me during several of my weddings, just so I could feed our little one and peacefully resume fully being in their moment. He’s cleaned all my gear countless times, saved my hiney when I forgot a flash, or saved my images when my hard drive crashed. He’s stayed up to the wee hours of night to carry all my bags in the door after those late night receptions and rubbed my sore, stinky feet. He’s sat with me through hours and hours of editing-calming me down while I criticized, agonized over images.
But mostly, because of his crazy, unconditional love-he’s opened my heart wider and wider. To embrace more. To see the beauty inside others deeply and use my camera to bring out what I see.
🤍 So thank you to my nephew who I dearly love, and his precious fiancé .fowler for giving me courage to dust off my camera and celebrate your love!!! May the Lord give you a marriage that reflects His love in every single way. We can’t wait to celebrate with you in 2020 🎶
•
•
•
•
💍 @ Williamsburg, Virginia
