I'm the gal behind the camera, and I want to tell you why photos are so important to me.

When the dust settles,

when you finally catch your breath enough to look back,

you will treasure most the things you would have forgotten if not for that moment frozen in an image.  

When you can't quite remember exactly the way home looked,

the couches and the curtains,

the rugs and hugs and endless messes.

When you ache for the image in your mind to come to life,

when you ache to pick back up where you left off.

Photos are the shortest path to our memories.