I’ve been a little MIA lately, and not by choice but simply because life is … happening. And that’s a great thing. I’m in the process of rebuilding and building all in one fell swoop. Sometimes I think back over the past 6 months and it all seems to blur together. Where I used to be a serious go-getter, now I find myself slowing down considerably so that I don’t miss any of the beautiful and quiet and fun and joyous and even some of the sad moments that are all a part of my life’s story. But even amongst the rubble of what was once a pretty well designed and predictable life, there’s a fire in me still to love and keep the people who are closest to me within my grasp and make the most of the time I spend with them. It’s not too terribly different than it was before. But today I see things a little differently, I tread lightly with my trust in what’s around me and fill my world with my favorite people. Just like I always have.
And these guys are up there for me. I love to spend time with my nephew Dave, his wife and also one of my best friend’s Candice and their two littles. Dave’s dad and Jeff are brothers. (I know it’s always confusing for people since we’re almost the same age.) Candice has wiped more tears off my face than a box of Kleenex tissues, she slept next to me the night that Jeff died and she’s the first person to tell me get your shit together today, I love you! And Dave … what can I say. He’s been a rock for me. Just an unwavering, loyal rock. I can depend on him for pretty much anything. And I’m so thankful for them. As you probably already know, they are an incredibly talented duo of photographers of Lamarand Style. And I remember when I first started shooting family sessions with them about 5 years ago, I was always geeked and even a little nervous at what we would create together. I’ll never forget the first time Dave asked me to shoot them … “I just want to see us through someone else’s eyes” …
Last summer – yes summer y’all – we got together for a little family shoot in the back yard of their brand new house. The sun was perfect, and of course I got sucked right into the delicious light we had that night in a little corner behind their garage. This session never made it to the blog, and I think I may have peeked only one shot, so that’s how it became “The Lost Sessions”. And that’s ok, because life is … happening. And living your life will only continue to inspire your work. Here’s a peek at some of my favorite people.
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