One Christmas when I was a young girl, my parents gifted me a lovely watch; you know, the kind where the minute and hour hands moved around the center dial. As I would sit in school, leaning down close to my paper writing notes, I would hear the tick tock of the hands moving around my watch. Although I tried to ignore its message that 'time waits for no one,' that watch eventually made a home for itself at the bottom of my book bag each day. Clocks, timers, and watches seemed to become my archnemesis.
Over time, however, I learned to combat this "enemy" with an arsenal of cameras, video and still. If a camera went missing in the house, there was a good chance it could be found in my room or desk. By and by, sweet, fleeting moments turned into prominent ones, highlighting the walls of my parents' home. To this day, I'm still the one walking around family gatherings with camera in hand, watching and waiting for life to unfold. And while I still feel bad about not making good use of my parents' original gift to me, the watch, I hope they find comfort in knowing that it led me down a path that eventually turned into a career.
Raised in a house where my parents and grandparents lived under the same roof was certainly a molding experience for how I view home. I was well-loved at ALL times by SOMEONE. Being guided through life with the wisdom of four caring adults is something I do not take for granted.
While big moments or events create pivots and new chapters in our lives, I believe it's those everyday moments or traditions that fine-tune us into who we are today. The touch of one's hand, the brightness of one's spirit, the laughter evoked with a look have a way of imprinting on our hearts forever. As a photographer, I relish not only in the milestones but in the consistency of one's life as well.
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Nothing clears the head better than a little forest adventure. Seeking out trails underneath a canopy of trees has become a favorite afternoon activity for my family, always wondering where the next path will lead.
New isn't always better. I can often be found sifting through antique shops for timeless pieces with secret stories. My favorite find? This console table from the early 1900s!
I believe that life's biggest and smallest moments are worth celebrating! Pastry Hour starts at 4 o'clock in my home and it's not to be missed, especially by the kids. For those chillier days, we opt for s'mores fireside.
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When I was 22, my papaw and I had a moment in the dining room that I will never forget. As I buzzed around the house, I noticed Papaw sitting alone in the dining room, looking quite sad and troubled. Of course, this gave me pause as he is one of the most jovial and optimistic people, even in hard times. Sitting down, we began to chat.
While chatting, my papaw, who had been a minister of the Christian Church for over 50 years, vulnerably began to express his fear that he would not be able to preach anymore. His congestive heart failure was starting to get the best of him and he was not able to preach the amount of Sundays he was accustomed to. At first, I thought he was worried because of the income or maybe because he might lose the title that had defined him for so many years, but, I should have known better. As he stared out the window, tears welling up in his aging eyes, I suddenly understood that his concern was not for himself. Simply, he feared he was running out of time to SAVE SOULS. For papaw, the title of "minister" was a mere novelty compared to his passion for collecting souls for God's kingdom. Even in the midst of his personal valley, I couldn't help but see the victory. His passion, mission, and job were ONE.
What was it about this man? Just by being himself, I felt convicted about something. And, it was then, I knew. I was wasting away in a job that would never suit me. I wanted to be a in a position that could reach people in a meaningful way as he did for so many years.
As for my papaw, he didn't get his wish to die at the pulpit. No, God knew better and saved his congregation from that trauma ;) Although papaw seemed to be on the mend within his rehab facility, he passed away suddenly one night after whispering his nightly prayers. Warm in his bed, he drifted off to sleep and awoke to Jesus' face. In my heart, I feel that he had preached his last sermon that day, even if it was from a bed. To whom? I do not know. However, I imagine it was just as God planned.
A few weeks later, I quit my corporate job, deciding to pursue photography full-time. Since then, I've delivered over 100,000 images to couples and families, helping them preserve their life's legacy.
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