I grew up in Central Massachusetts as the youngest of four children. Growing up, my parents always set the standard that family was the most important thing in our lives and time with them was something to be cherished. We would regularly get together and made it a point to see each other outside of the holiday season. We found the smallest reasons to have family parties.

It didn’t take long for me to realize that once a moment passes, it becomes a memory and those don’t always last forever. From that moment on, I was the person in the room walking around taking pictures so I could look back on them down the line. And I’m so glad I did!

The old line holds true to this day, a picture is worth a thousand words. I was fortunate enough to be neighbors with my Nana, who understood the weight a picture held. Her walls were covered with little moments, frozen in time. Each one told a story about the people she knew, places she went and how our family grew to what it is today. 

Whether you want pictures covering your walls head to toe, or you just want to have them in your camera roll, the story these pictures tell isn’t the same without you in it. Give me the responsibility of capturing the moments so you can be a part of them.