I photographed this sweet family last year for the arrival of their little girl, and again in December just a few weeks before she turned one. Watching my clients' families grow always makes me reflect on why I love this job so much - it's not just the art (though that's one part I love) - it's the privilege that I have in documenting these fleeting stages in the life of a family, and the love that exists throughout each one.
It's hard to express how important this is to me without reciting a bunch of clichés, but these clichés exist because, well, they're true. While the days drag on, the years really are short. Your children really do grow up right before your eyes, changing more quickly than you ever could have imagined. You really will look back and wonder where the time went, and how they got so grown up. Maybe I'm feeling emotional because my oldest is about to turn five (it's a happy sad weird feeling!), but I'm not exaggerating when I say that telling the stories of the lives of my clients is why I love this job so much and am so fulfilled by it. I feel so incredibly blessed to be able to play a part in telling a story that becomes even more special the further time takes a person from it. It's not like the snapshots we take to remember we were at Disneyland or we saw the Grand Canyon or whatever (though I've got plenty of those types of shots on my iPhone!) - this job isn't about documenting what you did, but who you were. It's about telling the story of your family, of your love, of your relationships, of you. And boy, do I love it.