Recently, I spent the last of my savings on a once-in-a-lifetime photo session for my family. You may be asking yourself why I’d do such an irresponsible thing and it has taken me quite some time to figure out why. I realized that it was mostly because I’m afraid. I’m afraid that if anything ever happened to me and I wasn’t able to raise my girls, that they wouldn’t know how much I loved them. The simplest explanation for this irrational fear is that I don’t exist in our photo albums. And these girls are still so young. They don’t know how many nights I’ve gone without sleep when they’re feverish or how my sole motivation for every single decision first revolves around them. They wouldn’t know this love either if I was gone tomorrow, because what tangible piece of evidence is there to show them in my home? So, it was my hope with this purchased session that the photographer would be able to capture a little piece of the enormous love that I have for them in her extremely gifted way.
I’m still waiting on the photos, but the experience has given me so much insight into what I’d like to get at in the core of my own photography – that vulnerable, messy and imperfect love that makes a family. Especially for the mother’s who are so often the ones in the trenches, beating themselves up about their shortcomings, but are in fact the roots that support their whole family tree. I want to honor them.
Photos can be more than pretty pictures, they can be real memories reflecting who your family is… whether it be an ill-timed tantrum or heartfelt snuggles on a wet and sandy beach. I welcome the messy. I welcome the authentic. That’s the beauty I seek in you just being you. And it doesn’t hurt to have this gorgeous island as a backdrop too. It can be pretty daunting to look yourself in the mirror and ask if there’s a love worth capturing. But in my experience, there’s always beauty to celebrate – even if you feel you’re looking your ugliest and are coming up short. Parenting is not perfect, marriage is not perfect, but there is still so much beauty that should be celebrated.
This session below made my heart swell with gratitude. It was just the family, being themselves and enjoying their time together. So simple, yet so hard to do sometimes when someone is taking our photograph. It was a welcome pleasure to get to bare witness to one of life’s most beautiful gifts — family. I thank them for letting me witness such a blessing in such an authentic way.
As a follow-up to this post, I received the video and gallery that Wildflowers Photography captured for our very own Harvest Session. Sharing a little piece of my family that I’ll forever be grateful to have, captured in such an artful way. Solis Harvest Session