I grew up in front of the camera, posing and smiling for all the photos my mother insisted she needed. Memories, she called them. "You'll be glad I took these someday." She's right. My childhood is documented on film, categorized and organized. Carefully labeled and stored to look back on. Each image has a story. For a while I was annoyed - as most teen agers are - but I came to love knowing she cared enough to keep my memories.
It's no wonder I'm obsessed with photography. A chance to record life as it happens and freeze special moments.
What can I say about my niece? This precious girl is a miracle, in so many ways. She's a Jesus loving, Beatles listening, vintage wearing, sassy ball of energy. She's brilliant, generous and thoughtful. Last Christmas I was able to photograph her as we spent the day in NYC. This girl is a natural in front of the camera! Unlike me at her age - she loves being photographed. Her personality lights up the screen.
Living in different states I've missed dances, plays and academic milestones so I take every opportunity to capture her when I can. I don't get a chance to see her as often as I'd like. She graduates this year; I'll be there for the graduation party. Next year she'll be starting college. It's amazing how time flies - and I hear my mother saying "You'll be glad you took these someday."
This girl has grown up so fast, and I'm so proud of all she's accomplished and has yet to accomplish. Great things are in her future. In the years to come, as the time passes, I hope she looks back on these photos and says, "I'm glad you took these."