It was through photography that I dusted off those corners of my soul and rediscovered the magic in this world.
Of course, growing up hasn't been all that bad. I married the kindhearted boy I fell in love with in high school, spent many nights belly laughing over wine with family, and moved to the cozy farmhouse of my dreams. Yet somewhere in all the growing, I lost that innocent part of myself that saw magic in the simplest things.
With every click of the shutter, I found the miracle in toddler giggles, tearful ceremonies, and sunlight streaming through open windows. It's like I learned how to bottle up the magic I had experienced on that June day so many years ago.
For me, photography is seeing the world through the eyes of a child. It's about being wide-eyed and open hearted to the beauty that surrounds us.