Sevyn's First Haircut

Miss Sevyn got her first haircut today.  We went to Dead Swanky in Fayetteville and my best friend, Casie, cut it for her.  I looked like a weirdo photographing my daughter all over the salon, but I didn't care.  I wanted to capture this moment, and I am so glad that I did.  We cut off maybe two inches, but it still fell like such a big deal.  This little lady turns 3 in May and I am consumed with excitement and a little bit of sadness.    

Thanks to my dear friend and Dead Swanky Salon for the wonderful experience.  :)

What is Lifestyle Photography?

So, if you follow me on Facebook you know that I am running a special on my lifestyle photography sessions during the months of January through March 2017.  The purpose for this special is to help build my portfolio, because my ultimate goal as a photographer is to be a lifestyle photographer.  I love on location family sessions, senior sessions, and maternity sessions, but my heart is wrapped around lifestyle.

What is lifestyle photography?  Lifestyle photography is photography that captures your life and the things around it.  I come to your home for 1-2 hours, and I snap candid photos of you and your loved ones.  I might have you get cozy on the couch, or snuggle with your littles in your bed, or run around outside.  You will get a few posed photos, but a majority of the session will be candid.  I spend a chunk of my time on the weekends trying to be a fly on the wall while I capture photos of my family at home.  It captures them the way I want to remember them.  Their laughs, messy hair, our home, their favorite toys and activities, and everything in between.  It's moments that I really want to remember.  Like I have said before, I don't mind posed photos at a location, but I really want to capture families as they enjoy everyday life.  Life in their home, on their comfy couch or bed, eating popcorn, and playing a game of Candyland - you catch my drift.  :) You might not see it now, but I truly believe that a photo session like this will mean so much to you and your kids.

If you are interested in booking a session for an awesome discount, please contact me.  I am hopeful that these sessions will fill up fast.  I like to post some of my personal photos on Instagram and I plan on starting a 365 day photo project, so please follow me on Instagram to see more @val.jonesphotography. If you have a question please leave a comment below or email me at, or visit my Facebook Page and send me a message.  I cannot wait to capture some memories of you and your loved ones.  

Happy New Year!! Love, Val

Exciting News!!

Today is a very big day for me.  As most of you know, I have been taking photos for the last 5 1/2 years.  I have enjoyed photography most of my life, but over the last few years it has grown into a passion.  The last year has been a game changer.  I decided to photograph with a different point of view.   I found this awesome magazine called Click Magazine.  A photographer that I really admire mentioned it, and I decided to check it out.  The first magazine I read was full of inspiring photographers.  I saw touching photos from a mother’s point of view.  Tiny toes, sweet lashes, and loving hands…things I realized I wanted to capture of my own children.  So, a little over a year ago I started focusing on that.

Fast forward today…

The UPS man is about to get a hug (okay, maybe not, but I want to).  I ordered my first game changer camera.  It is on its way right now.  A camera doesn’t make a photographer, but it is going to allow me to capture more moments in new places.  This is an investment that I want to make for my little business.  Guys, I am on the brink of tears right now, because I am so excited.  This means that I am ready to take my next leap of faith.  I want to expand my photography business to those who are looking for documentary/lifestyle photos.  Photos that capture moments that Mom really wants to remember.  I have NO problem with the traditional photos where the family dresses up and everyone cuddles up in a field for photos.  Those photos are awesome, but I want to add more.

I’m still going to continue senior photography and outdoor family sessions.  This is just an additional service that I will provide my clients.  I will be doing some discounted sessions to build my portfolio and experience.  So, if you are looking for something like this please let me know.  I still have my full-time job, so the spaces are limited.   I promise you that you will have my whole heart during our session.  I want to take photos that bring joy into your heart, whether that is in a field, downtown area, or in the comfort of your own home.  Can you take photos with your fancy iPhone, you sure can.  However, YOU need to be in the photos as well.  Your kids will love it, and you will cherish it for years to come. 

I just want to thank all of you.  Thanks to my friends who have been by my side the last few years.  Most importantly, thanks to my husband.  He has listed to me for the last few months talk about cameras and lenses, allowed me to purchase this camera, and he has been so supportive.  This is a big step for me, and it is a step that I believe will take me places I never even dreamed of going.   I am SO excited.  Stay tuned for more information about discounted sessions. 

For my new pals, feel free to follow me on Instagram.  You can follow me @ valjones.  I cannot wait to introduce you to the new family member later today!

LOVE you all!! – Val - 

August Awesomeness

Can you believe my oldest turned 12 last weekend!!  I am a mix of sad and excited about it.  I have enjoyed watching him grow up, and I feel like the next few years are going to be a big deal for all of us.  This year he will be in the "Youth Group" at our church.  It seems like a big deal to me.  We have been at the church for a little over 5 years and we have watched several kids join the youth and then go on to be college students.  It goes by in a flash.  Savor that baby drool and poopie diapers - okay maybe not those - because it goes by way too fast.  I am not trying to be a big baby about it, but when I sit and think about it I get a little sad.  But, I am just thankful I have Zayd'n and Sevyn, and I am going to do my best to capture as much of their life as I can.

Last week I started this breakout from Clickin Moms ( called Light Seekers.  It is only $50, and you get a giant PDF, several pullback videos, and all kinds of awesome stuff.  My favorite part has been the Periscope sessions and screen shares with Liz LaBianca.  She is a talented photographer in Texas, and I have been in awe of her work ever since I came across her Facebook page.  Liz and four other incredible photographers took the time to put this breakout together, and I feel like it is going to change my photography forever.  I am so grateful for it.  Guys, if you are a photographer learning the light, this is a MUST HAVE.  The last few days I have been playing around with light.  I haven't done anything artistic or game changing, but I am trying to pay more attention to shadows and the way light hits the skin. is just a glimpse into our past week.  

I hope that all of you are getting into the groove of back-to-school.  It has been a wild week for us, but a good one.

Love, Val

In Between

Am I the only one who struggles with watching their kids grow up?  I am sure I am not, but people don't seem to talk about it a lot.  I see a lot of photos posted on Facebook with hashtags like #Wherehasthetimegone or #Pleasestopgrowing, but nobody really talks about how much it really affects them.  It has affected me a lot lately.  

My son might beat me up for this post, because his best friend's Mom is friends with me on Facebook, and there is a chance she might read this.  So, let me apologize to Z.....

-Sorry Z, but Mom needs to save these memories for when she gets older.  I don't want to forget them.  I love you, buddy.  Thanks for being awesome.  Love, Mom-

Okay, where do I start?  I guess we can go back to last Friday.  Z spent time with a couple of his best friends at one of his friend's house.  Two of his best buddies are moving to different states over the summer, and he has been upset for a couple of months.  The night of the last day of school he was heartbroken.  I remember his face.  I could tell that he was holding in so much.  He let out some tears in front of me and we talked about stuff, but after we said prayer and I shut his door, he let it all out.  The heavy sobs that no parent wants to hear.  True sadness.  I just sat outside his door and cried.  I wanted to go in and hug him, but I knew that he needed that time alone.  Sometimes we just need a good cry.  It brings tears to my eyes just thinking about it.

Back to last Friday - Z had an amazing time.  I am thankful that I connected with his pal's Mom so that we could get them together before they moved.  It was both good and bad.  Good, because he needed a day with them without school.  A day where they could talk and laugh and not worry about homework or how many minutes of recess were left.  It was also bad, because I knew that the wound was going to open again.  School had ended about two weeks prior, and he was starting to act like his happy self again.  That night he came home and was crushed.  I felt so bad for him, because I know how he feels.  It is hard to say....."I know how you feel." - I can almost hear him thinking "You have NO idea, Mom."  I really do know though.  When I was nine we moved from California to Arkansas.  I had to say goodbye to my best friend Anna, my step-Dad, and my brother.  It was awful, but I wouldn't be where I am if it wasn't for that day.  

That little visit aged my son a couple of years.  I went from having this 11 year old who had a bed full of stuffed animals, a pirate ship from when he turned 3, and a bat cave to an almost empty room.  Just Legos, one stuffed owl (from one of the friends that is moving), and some Minecraft stuff.  He talked about his friend's room.  He said her room was clean and the only toys she had were her Legos.  I remember him saying, "I am really childish, and I need to grow up."  My heart sank.  He felt like it was time for him to get rid of his toys and kid stuff.  Was I keeping him young?  Did I do something wrong?  No, he had just decided it was time to move to his next stage of life.....almost teenager.  Eww....I threw up in my mouth a little bit.  Is he really almost 12?  Okay, back on track!  

Our spare room, which was my Mom's room until a week and a half ago, now has a pile of stuffed animals, the pirate ship, and a bat cave.  I stared at it last night.  I will probably take a picture of it, because that is what I do.  It made me sad, but it also made me excited for him.  He is about to start the next journey in his life.  I know it is so hard being in that in between stage.  The "I am no longer a kid", but I am not a "teenager" stage.  It is hard.  Last Saturday night was also the last Mom smooch before bed.  I have always given him a peck on the lips after prayer, but I told him that he doesn't have to do that anymore.  Maybe society makes me feel weird for giving my son a smooch, or maybe it is just time to do away with them because he is getting older.  Maybe you think I am a weirdo for it, but that is okay, you do you and I'll do me.  He isn't getting out of a hug though, the hugs are permanent.  

Here's to my Mom friends who are struggling with their kids growing up.  It is okay to be sad, but we also have to be happy for them.  Encourage them, love on them, talk to them, and LISTEN to them.  This is by far the hardest phase I have went through with my son.  I thought that 5 was tough, nope!  This pre-teen stage is much harder, but it is also very rewarding.  :)  Having a pre-teen and a wild toddler is keeping me on my toes.  Please say a little prayer for me and I will say a little prayer for you.  Enjoy them when they are little and older.  I get so tired of people saying, "Enjoy them now, because it won't be that fun when they get older!" - That is bull.  Kids are fun when they are babies, toddlers, kids, pre-teens, and teenagers.....oh wait, I don't know about that yet.  :)  I might have a different blog post in a couple of years haha.  

Also, say a prayer for Z and his two friends and their families.  It isn't easy to move, but life happens and you have to do it.  Praying they are blessed beyond measure.  I am SO thankful for Facebook and Instagram, and for all of the other cool technology that exists today.  I know that Z will get to stay in contact with his pals, even though they will be miles apart.  I think they are all counting down to when they can drive, because they are already planning their trips to see each other.  

Hope all of you have a great day and a life full of wonderful memories!!  God bless you all!!

Love, Val


An eMOTIONal May

My goodness.  This has been a wonderful and challenging month so far.  I guess you can say things haven't been running smoothly in our house.  Now, you can skip this personal spill coming up and just go to the photos, or maybe you will read it and get something out of it.  It is your choice.  :)  

I have learned that I should keep my blog posts short, but sometimes that isn't possible for me.  Writing is one of the best parts of blogging.  As I was saying, things haven't been easy at home.  My son and I are butting heads more than we are getting along, and today it all came out.  Every other Friday is Tahlequah night.  I leave work early, we get dinner at Zaxby's, and drive to Tahlequah to drop off Zayd'n at his dad's work.  It is a long drive, but we usually enjoy music and relax.  Tonight's drive started with us both in tears, and they weren't happy tears.

Lately my motherhood skills have been tested.  For whatever reason, Z has had an attitude and hasn't been very kind - and this is NOT my son.  He gave me an attitude about his phone (got downgraded from the iPhone to a flip phone last month because of grades and lying).  I asked him to take it, and he told me to call him because he didn't know how to text with  it.  I asked him if he wanted to learn and he was rude and told me "no".  So, I kind of snapped at him and we got into the car.

We turned on some worship music and I couldn't hold in my tears.  Part of me wanted my son to see how his actions have affected me, and the other side of me was upset because I was letting him see me this way.  Maybe I was being overdramatic, but I was fed-up.  It is SO hard to find that balance in parenting.  When your child tells you that he would rather be at school than at home because he feels like he is always in trouble, it hurts.  But, you don't want to raise a wild child.

A couple of songs played, and we were both in tears.  I silently cried and didn't say a thing, because I wasn't sure what to say.  I know he has been upset because his two best friends are moving to other states this summer, and I know so many things start to change when you get close to becoming a teenager.  I remember how emotional I was when I was 11.  It is hard being that age.  I turned down the radio and asked him what was wrong.  He sobbed and said, "I am a jerk."......oh no.....that is not how I want him to feel.

I laid my heart on the line.  I Told him that I loved him and that I was sorry for not being more sympathetic about his pals leaving.  I thought I was helping him prepare to "brush off" this life change, but that is NOT the way to handle it, because he has such a big heart.  He has never had friends this close, and they are moving away.  Most people want to raise a manly man, but I want to raise a man with a big heart.  I want him to be tough as well, but I want him to be empathetic, and he is definitely that.  I also told him that his actions have made things difficult for me, and that I need him to help me.  He knows what he has to do, and I am just praying that we can lift each other up rather than tear each other apart.  I am not expecting to make my son's childhood magical, but I want to be pretty awesome.

By the time we got to Zaxby's we were good to go.  We were smiling and ready to blast Twenty One Pilots for the rest of the drive.  It is our Tahlequah drive CD, and we can quote their latest CD almost word for word.  We are preparing for the concert in August.  :)  It will be Zayd'n's first concert, and it is going to be FANTASTIC!

The point of this post?  It is just to say this:  Be kind to your kids.  Listen to them, and really be there for them.  Ask them about their day, and show them that you are interested in what they have to say.  Love them with all that you have.  Spend time with them.  If your two year old daughter wants to put band-aids and stickers on your fluffy belly for 30 minutes, you let her do it and you talk to her and smile.  If your child wants to talk about all of the Pokemon characters, you let them, and you do your best to be interested in it.

Moms and Dads - Kids are awesome.  Do we have rough days? - Yes.  Are there days when we want to throw in the towel? - Yes.  However, most of the days are pretty wonderful.  Their giggles, smiles, personalities, and joy all make parenting worth it.  I am so thankful for the kids that God gave us.  

Ok, on to the photos - That is all you care about anyway, right?  Just some photos of Sev taking on a giant swing set at my pal's house, my son and his booby balloons (no judgement), Sevyn's birthday party, and water fun.  I Also included mine and Thomas' slip n' slide photos.  I believe we are past the age limit.  My poor husband's ribs are still sore.

Life Rising from the Decay - My Mom's Journey

Three years ago today something terrifying happened, but it has changed my life in ways I never imagined possible.  Just a little flash back in time....

It was November 16th, 2012......It was another hectic day in the office.  I got a call around 2 or so at my desk.  It showed up as a call from the front desk, and the associate on the line told me that it was an emergency call.  My first son.  It was my Mom's ex telling me to get the  hospital right away.  He told me that my Mom needed a family member there to authorize emergency surgery, and that she had a tumor on her brain.

I hung up the phone and could barely breathe.  I remember my Senior RM and DRM looking at me and asking if I was ok.  I felt like all of the air had been sucked out of my lungs.  I explained to them what was going on through my tears.  They told me to call Thomas, so that he could drive me to the hospital, because I was way to emotional to be behind the wheel of a car.  I took my phone out of my purse and my heart sank even further.  I had several missed calls and text messages from family members I hadn't seen in months, maybe even years.  I decided earlier that day to put my phone in my purse so that it didn't distract me.  Out of all of the days I decided to do this, today....really??  I frantically called Thomas and he made his way to the office.

I remember standing in the WM home office parking lot crying and trying to call my brother, uncle, and other family members.  I didn't know what to do.  I hadn't seen or talked to my Mom in nearly a year.  My heart was breaking, because I was terrified that I was about to lose my Mom.  The moment Thomas picked me up and the drive to Siloam were a blur.  I believe Thomas' parents picked up Z, but I can't remember.  We got to the hospital and my Nana, cousin Brea, and several family members from Chris' side were there.  They comforted me and let me know that  my mom did NOT need emergency surgery, but she did have a seizure and she wasn't very responsive.  

It was a very long and tearful night.  I couldn't leave my Mom's side.  There was a chair in the room, and I decided to stay in there with her. I remember her moaning in pain during the night.  Every now and then I went over and grabbed her hands and told her that I loved her.   I didn't really know what was going on.  I couldn't get information from the doctors or nurses, because of privacy laws.  They said they couldn't tell me anything unless my Mom gave authorization.  I understood, but I was so frustrated.  Is she ok?  Why did she have a seizure?  Who brought her here?  Sometime in evening they asked my Mom and she said that it was ok.  What I found out broke my heart.  I don't think it is fair to my Mom to go into the details, because it is in the past and those pieces aren't important and do not define my Mom.  Let's just say she was lucky to be alive.

That next morning I was able to talk to my Mom.  I remember her being very upset and scared.  We didn't get a lot of information from the hospital, and had a lot of unanswered questions.  We knew that she had an infection in her heart and that there was a spot on her brain that they weren't too sure about.  

My Mom's plan was to go stay with my Nana.  We both knew that she couldn't go back to the place she had left.  I was terrified that if she went to my Nana's she would just end up going back, because Nana didn't live too far away from the bad place.  There was always some magnetic force that attracted my Mom to that lifestyle, and I didn't understand why.  So, I silently prepared myself to get ready to watch her go back into the darkness.  

The doctor told us that my Mom would have to come in every day for six weeks for medicine.  They diagnosed her with endocarditis, and they told us that they needed to examine the cyst on her brain.  I couldn't see how my Nana and Mom would be able to make it to Siloam every day for my Mom's medicine, and it gave me a little hope that my Mom might come stay with me.

I talked to my Mom about staying with Thomas, Z and I.  I told her that she would have her own room, and that she wouldn't have to worry about being close to the darkness.  I had talked to Thomas about it a little, but nothing prepared me for the moment when my Mom agreed to come stay with us.  I sent Thomas a text and told him that my Mom was coming to stay with us, and his response was, "ok".  I felt nauseous......what the heck did I just sign up for?  Was Thomas just "ok" with my decision, was he going to be mad at me?  I love my Mom, but I am about to bring an addict into my house with my son and husband.  Am I doing the right thing?  What am I thinking?

Well, we made it home.  It felt weird, but I was so glad that my Mom was safe and ok.  I don't think Thomas or myself were prepared for the amazing journey we were about to be a part of.  My Mom gave her life to God and started going to church with us.  She made me want to go to church more.  I can't explain how if feels to have my Mom worshipping the Lord next to me during church.  I feel bad for saying this, but 3 years ago I never thought things would be like this.   God proved me wrong and I am so glad that He did.  He proved to me that NOTHING is impossible.  My Mom's journey is a miracle.  It is amazing.

She has 4 wonderful grandkids who call her Memaw, and I know she is thankful to be in their lives.  Over the last three years she has fought through the loss of her Mom, seizures, fears, and changes.  She got to live in Oklahoma by her brother for a few months, with my brother and his family in California for over a year, and is back in Arkansas!  I am so glad that she is back, because I missed her.  Thanks to my Uncle Ricky and his family for taking care of her in Oklahoma, and thanks to my brother, Shane, and his family for taking care of her in California.  I love all of you SO much!!

So, today we celebrate 3 years free from the chains of addiction with my Mom.  I am a slacker and didn't plan a party or make a cake, but I want her to know that this day is still VERY special to all of us.  She celebrates on the 16th of every month, because she is so thankful for her new life.  You can see all of her Facebook posts around the 16th of each month that say how many months she has been clean.  It always makes me smile.  

I pray that I never take my Mom or her life change for granted.  I also pray for those who are struggling with addiction or who have family or friends who struggle.  Let me tell you this.....with God ANYTHING is possible.  Believe in miracles, don't stop praying, never doubt, and stay strong.  

Thanks for stopping by.  :)  Here are a few pictures that highlight my Mom's journey. 


I am learning SO much about motherhood.  The last month has been wonderful, but it has also been a little difficult.  My almost 18 month old runs around like a crazy woman trying to get into anything and everything, and my 11 year old son has been battling a negative attitude.  I have spent a lot of time in prayer this past month, but it reminded me that I need to be in prayer all of the time - not just when things are difficult.  I have dealt with a lot of negative thoughts as well, which made me realize that I need to get into my Bible.  I look up to so many of my church pals, because they live by it and are quenched by it, but I seem to overlook it for some reason.  So, I am going to challenge myself this next month to dedicate more time to His Word.  Please feel free to hold me accountable.  

Zayd’n is on the road to becoming a wonderful young man.  It has been a long month for him, but I think he ended the month on a high note.  He has had a lot of those “ok, you were right” moments.  He has the best grades he has had since 1st grade, because he has been working hard.  It has not been easy for him, but I know he feels like it is worth it.  Let’s not talk about how many tears were shed last year over bad grades and bad attitudes.  This year is already 150% better than last year, and I am so thankful for that.  He is in LOVE with social studies and really enjoys his teacher.  His favorite teacher has inspired him to become a teacher when he grows up.  He wants kids to be excited about coming to his class.  I think that is a great goal to have.  

Last thing about Z - I have really enjoyed watching him learn how to play the viola.  Sevyn has really enjoyed listening to her big brother play too.  I love watching her dance to the music.  I don’t think he realized how big of a commitment orchestra is.  He has good days and bad days.  We have a lot of heart to heart talks about finding the good in everything.  He beats himself up a lot, and it breaks my heart.  I do my best to lift him up and help him see how amazing he really is.  I am looking forward to watching him learn and grow this year. 

It was a rewarding and frustrating month for Sevyn as well.  She sprouted 3 new teeth this month, which brings her total of 5.  She learned to say “please”.  That word sounds so sweet coming from her, and I grin every time I hear her say it.  As a matter of fact, I better recorder it for later.  Anyway, she is learning about saying “please” and the rewards she gets.  Now that we know she can say it, she doesn’t get her best pal (Mr. Milk Cup) unless she says “please”.  Usually she just yells and throws herself on the ground.  She eventually gives in and says it, but there are days when She Hulk comes out. 

She can officially reach the door handles - uh oh!  Her favorite door to open is the pantry, because the supplies to her favorite snacks hang out in there.  She can reach the counter and can easily pull things off of it.  Yesterday she grabbed the handle of a knife, but thankfully I was right there and was able to stop her.  My heart stopped a little bit.  She gives me mini heart attacks once a day, because she either runs on the couch, climbs on things she shouldn’t, or tries to pull things off of tables and counters onto her poor little head.  It is a never ending adventure, and the days are always full of fear and excitement.  I just love the wonder in her eyes.  I love how excited she gets when we cheer about a new word she says.  I could follow her around with the camera all day long.

Here are several photo highlights from this month.  Spent some time capturing the kids at home, because I want to remember them this way forever.  We turned on the Dish after going 2 years without it, and that has been pretty nice.  I think all of us have found some enjoyment out of that, but we try to limit our time in front of it.  It was a wonderful month!  Now it is on to Thanksgiving!  Whoohoo!  I hope that all of you have a wonderful November.  Thanks for stoping by!  :)

I Have a Purpose

I bought my first DSLR camera (Canon T1i) about four and a half years ago, thanks to my husband.  I have been taking pictures since I was a teenager, but the fire really started to grow when I got that DSLR.  I took several pictures the first couple of years of friends, strangers, and my family, but then I started to feel like I wasn't good enough.  I had a few sessions in 2013 and 2014, but tried to avoid sessions as much as possible because I was scared.  I am not going to go into the boring details, so let's just fast forward to May of 2014.

My daughter came into this world on May 9th, 2014.  After she arrived I couldn't stop taking pictures of her.  I am pretty sure she thought my face was either an iPhone or a camera lens.  Around the beginning of the spring I discovered the Facebook page of an amazing photographer out of Texas.  Her name is Liz Labianca, and she is awesome (you should check out her FB page!).  I hope that I don't get into trouble for mentioning her name on here haha -  I am not sure about all of the blog rules just yet.  Anyway, I started following her and fell in love with her photos.  She made me want to be a better photographer for my children and myself.

 I kindly asked my husband if I could upgrade my camera earlier this year, and he allowed me to get a Canon 70D.  I picked it up a little bit, but I was pretty intimidated by it.  I determined that I allow myself to be overcome by fear A LOT, which has taken away the joy of many things in my life and prevented me from growing.  I have been praying about that.  Anyway, I was tired of being scared and tired of feeling like I wasn't good enough to take pictures.  It sounds ridiculous when I say it out loud.  I realized I was mainly taking pictures to get likes on Facebook, which was really dumb.  Why do I REALLY want to take pictures?  Is it to gain attention or to capture something beautiful?  

About two months ago I went to Barnes and Noble and bought Capture the Moment, which is a book that Liz is featured in.  The book is full of photos and tips about photographing the moment.  It sounds corny, but that book changed something inside of me.  I remember sitting in B&N reading that book and feeling so inspired.  It took me less than a day and a half to go through it, and I am already looking forward to reading it again.  It gave me a desire to photograph my kids in a new way, and it made me want to learn more about photography and my purpose.  For the last couple of months I have spent my weekends snapping photos of my daughter.  I love the way she looks at the world.  She finds joy in everything, and it warms my heart and soul.  The last couple of months of reading and taking pictures have made me realize that I do have a purpose.  

My purpose is to show the joy of life through photographs.  Not sure where it will take me, but one thing is for sure, I am going to have some rad photos on my walls of my kids.  I pray that I will be able to capture something wonderful for future clients, friends, and my family.  I don't want to give cold pictures on a CD, I want to give memories.