They are your whole heart.
You know every freckle.
Every crooked baby tooth.
And right before your eyes they grow.
My most sincere answer to why I love pictures so much is this.
These moments, one day, will be gone. It breaks my heart.
And every time I photograph a family and I feel they are genuinely being themselves in front of my lens, I feel alive.
Like just for one second, I’ve stopped time.
And this mother, who I know has the same raw heart as mine, will have these moments forever.
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