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The Dickinson's | My passion for photography

I love seniors.  

 

And I love weddings.

 

 

But there's nothing I love more... than photographing a family.

 

 

Maybe it's because I'm so close to my own family, even though they're all so far away.

 

 

Maybe it's because of the intense connections I see in a family.

 

 

I really don't think anything I say will come close to describing it.

 

 

This God instituted unit that we call a family is breathtaking.

 

 

He has such good ideas.

 

 

Seeing all the different personalities...

 

 

From adorable little boys...

 

 

 

 

 

To shy little girls...

 

 

And sweet parents...

 

 

All blended together into one unit... it's simply beautiful.

 

 

Every part of me wants to create a space for families to relax, enjoy and cherish each other.

 

 

Whether they get family pictures done once a year...

 

 

Or once a decade...

 

 

My passion is to help them remember.

 

 

Remember each moment. (Especially those moments when he refuses to look back, until dad calls, "Hey look, son! Spiderman!")

 

 

Next year, this family will be different.

 

 

They'll be older, wiser, more mature, and have more experiences...

 

 

But next year is a long time from now.

 

 

Breathe in today.

 

 

Remember it.

 

 

Not just with words, but with images.

 

 

 

 

 

Cherish your family today.

 

 

Lunch with my family

Laughter fills the house as we cook lunch. My family is together, and that usually means laughter.  

 

We fight over baby Leo... mom uses the "I'm the grandma" trump card.

 

 

She pulls out some old Happy Fathers/Mothers Day cards that we made when we were little... and we laugh over handwriting, hearts, and misspelled words.

 

 

I look around and drink in the sounds of my sisters giggles, while the boys sit on the deck and talk technology.

 

 

The grandchildren are not to be left out from the photos, and I have to convince Evie not to smile.

 

 

I look around for my husband and can't see him. Then I hear shrieks from the girls - of course, he's with the kids.

 

 

They start to pack up the kids - it's time to go. I grab one more photo of my favorite little red-haired boy and convince him to give me a kiss.

 

 

Lunch with my family.