My Story

Made of Steel.


As a photographer you are always watching movement and wondering about light, ISO, etc...then for a split second you see the heart of a Mom. The heart of a Mom shows in many ways but this particular morning.. I was floored. She showed up in a cast and from what I know has a broken wrist in several spots with plates. She never complained..she never looked at her wrist ..she carried her daughter around with one hand ..while 96 outside. I am completely caught off guard sometimes... the heart of a Mother can light up a morning if you are watching