The Journal

Every story has a beginning, this is mine. This chapter begins where I leave fear behind and choose passion instead.
Here you will find a collection of thoughts, lessons, and reflections along the way. A series of chapters from the life I am building, chasing what sets my soul on fire.

A woman with red hair and blue eyes smiling and looking at the camera, sitting near a window with blue curtains decorated with a white line pattern.

In the throes of motherhood

September 9, 2025

Today I had the pleasure of photographing my dear friend. She’s in the thick of motherhood, days filled with feeding, soothing, and giving endlessly of herself.

Motherhood has a way of pulling women in every direction, tiny hands tugging, endless needs to meet, pieces of yourself quietly set aside.

Through my lens, I saw her exactly as she is: radiant, strong and undeniably beautiful. Not in spite of the changes that motherhood brought, but because of them. Her smile lit up the room, her eyes carried depth and her presence radiated joy.

When I showed her the photo, her breath caught and said “this is the best photo I’ve seen of myself in a long time”. And in that moment, I saw a flicker of recognition in her eyes, like she finally saw what the rest of us have always seen.

This photograph becomes more than just an image. It is a pause in time, a mirror reflecting back the strength and beauty she carries, even on the days she forgets to see it herself.