I read a very sad post in a photography group yesterday and for some reason I feel the need to share the jest of the story. A woman reached out to a photographer to have pictures of her daughter made for her 25th birthday. Upon seeing the prices the woman decided to not have the pictures made. Then her daughter was in a horrible car crash and passed away. She was writing the photographer to tell her she regretted not having the photos made since the last professional photos they had of her she was 16. Everything was quick family snapshots and camera shots. She didn't see the value in her work, but now she does and thinks she's was worth every penny. She just didn't see it at the time. The photographer was of course super kind back telling her not to regret the decision, and she'd help her doctor the snapshots they had of her. It was a very quick reminder of how very precious our time is on this earth. Living in a state of fear that something terrible can happen is not what I mean by this post, but simply to value our lives, our time, and the people in it. I'm finishing up a family's portraits today and I just love that they took the time to all get together to make this happen. As our generations age its wonderful to have beautiful portraits to remember who we were when they were taken.
Pictured my daughter picking a leaf in our front yard. Taken October 2, 2014.