Saturday, May 6th, 2017, my sister and I had the pleasure of photographing Courtney and William Noel's wedding. The day started out dreary. It rained all morning, right up until the ceremony. And it was FREEZING. I knew I should've worn my boots. We started out at Courtney's house about 10 minutes away from the… Continue reading Recent: Noel Wedding
Nora, it's your birthday! December 30th, you're turning ONE! As sad as I am that you're growing up, I am thrilled to watch you turn into this beautiful, little lady. You're as gorgeous as your momma, and spunky as your daddy. Watching you grow up is a blessing. I love you so so much, more… Continue reading Happy Birthday, Nora!
Don't y'all wish life was as simple as an episode of Leave It to Beaver? Give me a tall, handsome husband with a good job, and two gorgeous kids that listen, and eat all of their broccoli. Dress me in an apron, fix my hair up, throw a roast in the oven, and let's call… Continue reading Our Own Kind of Family
I'm not gonna lie. I kinda don't like parenting sometimes. Don't get me wrong, I love being a momma. But I HATE parenting. Especially now that it's just me for the most part. The constant struggle of deciding between right and wrong. Or "yes, you can do that" or "no, you can't do that". Being given… Continue reading Just A Bad Day
October 3rd, 2013 at 3:03 p.m., Jackson Reed made his entrance into his world. After nine months of not being able to drink coke, constant heartburn, and tinkling on myself too many times to count, I had a short labor of 8.5 hours. I started pushing around 1:30 p.m. Blood, sweat, and tears doesn't even begin… Continue reading Happy Birthday, Jack
My parents divorced before I was a year old. Dad was a drug addict and alcoholic. Mom didn't have the heart or the patience to get him treatment. Their lack of communication was annoying. I grew up in their version of the Cold War. Nothing was said to mine and my sister's faces, but behind… Continue reading When Mom Isn’t Good Enough
There is a wall. It has been built slowly, brick by brick. It has been knocked down, and rebuilt. It is stronger than ever. The wall is a protector. A defender. It is strewn in barbed wire and poison oak. Gargoyles, with eerie red eyes, are perched at the top, scaring off anyone that tries… Continue reading The Wall