Invite me into your space, behind the walls, where the laughter lies.
Let me walk and talk with you. Because while we do, I’ll notice the way your mouth curves up into a half smile when you talk about your children. I’ll fall in love with the light that outlines your daughter’s face and makes her hair look like gossamer threads. And I’ll pay attention to the way your son’s eyelashes brush his cheeks.
I arrived with this sweet family just as the late afternoon sun was flooding their kitchen table, and I stayed until the last of the light slipped into the night. They made dinner, played outside, showed me the vegetables they’re growing, and their favorite spot at the river’s edge. We walked back through the trees and found lady bugs hiding in the clover grass. Then it was time for bath and books.
Whatever you love about your life right now, whatever you want to remember, let’s document it together.
This is your life. These are your people. Trust me to see beauty in all of it.