If you know the Fritz family, you know what a gift they are. While their story is turning out differently than they ever thought it would, they are navigating the journey with grace and joy. To know this family is to love this family. I have been encouraged and inspired by their trust in God as they have grown their family through adoption. Baby Dree’s arrival in early August brings the headcount to five, with the girls outnumbering the boys. What a beautiful group!
There were some glitches with the wedding day schedule and the other photographer and I were feeling stressed. The bride, however, was cool as a cucumber while everyone around her scrambled to get things done. How many weddings actually end up going according to plan?! At the end of the day, Roger and Natalia were married. And their friends and family were just as excited about it as they were.
His mom called to tell me he had arrived. But I didn’t know he was being expected! This little guy, like each new life, is a miracle. And he makes these friends a family of four.
To be invited into a home where there’s a new baby is to tread on sacred ground. I’m grateful to the families who invite me in and trust me to capture their little ones.
These precious friends of mine have a precious addition to their family. Welcome Edie!
Introducing sweet little miss Maggie McClain.
My dear Emily, I’ve never seen you happier than you are when you are with Ryan. What a gift to be able to spend the rest of your life with one who so clearly loves and enjoys the woman that you are. You make everything more fun, and your wedding day was no exception. The crowd who traveled from near and far to celebrate with you in the mountains is a testament to the investment you and Ryan make in your relationships.
You entrusted me with the honor of capturing your wedding day. Thank you for believing in me and insisting that I be your photographer! It was more exhilarating, more exhausting, and more fun than I ever thought it would be.
Best wishes to the newly Nolands!
Being brave with our stories invites others to share their stories too. These friends have been brave with their story of infertility and loss. They have wrestled with all the questions that come from the wait. But only God knows why we are made to wait. And only He knows who we are waiting for. It turns out that Mike and Lois were waiting for Isaiah. The call came, they said yes, and now they are all home. Welcome Isaiah!
The forecast for Monica and Jake’s wedding day was full of rain. But in spite of the dreary prediction, these two could not have been in better spirits. They gathered with family and friends along the Anne Springs Close Greenway for a sweet and intimate celebration of their love.
Fortunately, it turned out to be one of those days where the weatherman isn’t right…
A huge THANK YOU to Autumn with Olive Leaf Photography for inviting me to second shoot on this wedding!
In 1953, my grandparents moved into this home. It’s the place where they would go on to raise their two children and where they would spend the next 63 years.
The loss of my grandparents has also meant the loss of this familiar place. Very little was changed here over the years, so stepping inside is a little like going back in time. I had the opportunity to walk through it recently as the packing was being done, and I was flooded with memories in each and every room. Memories of eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches on tv trays. Of summer days in the swimming pool and picking strawberries in Grandmother’s garden. I was reminded of slumber parties in the basement with my cousin and of learning to play corn hole in the backyard.
The house today is tired. It’s dusty and empty and quiet. But in my memory, the house is clean and tidy and full of people. There’s a kaleidoscope on the coffee table and a jar of pretzels on the kitchen counter. There’s a mini fridge full of coca-cola and a garage stuffed with Grandfather’s “treasures”. And that’s the version of the house that I’m going to hold onto.
* In loving memory of Richard Joseph Peterson and Marilyn Tanner Peterson *
I never knew how much I would love being an aunt. And getting to have these little guys visit for a whole weekend was a little slice of heaven.