Motherhood; all love begins.
I never knew I'd be a photographer.
But I always treasured my family's photo albums that my mom had put together; in those 3x5 and 4x6 photos, I'm fully naked, I'm running around with my brother, I'm crying hysterically, and I'm doing something I don't even know what. To me, those were the vivid proof of where I came from, how I grew up, and how much I was loved. Those are unaltered moments and it is my story.
So I get really excited to be the one who gets to freeze moments and tell their stories. I'm truly blessed.