I have always wanted to be a mother. From the time I was a little girl, I looked up to my own mother and honored her in all the most wonderful ways. She was my goddess. The most beautiful woman in the world. The most loving, caring and giving human that ever existed. Of course, I wanted to grow up to be just like her.
And in some ways, I hope I have. I do not have children yet, and I may never, but I can still honor my own mother by showing the love and beauty to others that she showed to me. I try to do that for her, for others, every damn day.
While my decision to bust out some kids has yet to be made, I am sometimes deeply moved and inspired by other woman who remind me of the goddess who raised me (who ideally is also hibernating and ripening inside). This was the case instantaneously with Alissa.
She hit me up about a month ago to take some portraits of her darling Reese for her first birthday and when we met the first time, I saw it right away. And it wasn’t just the gorgeous light that lit up the canyon with all that Palm Sunday glory, it was the light in Alissa’s eyes that made this session so special. The love she has for her daughter, the wonder, the care, the selflessness, was so apparent in every glance toward her and every glance at her husband too. And their sweetest Reese shined right back.
It’s people like these three and love like theirs that remind me of the goddess inside of all of us. That the truth is there and honest love can prevail, despite all the dark and dirty that tends to muck it up. So cheers to Alissa, Joe and their precious Reese. Thank you for sharing a little bit of your light with me last week. Thanks for inspiring me to share the loveliest parts of me. And happiest of Aprils as you celebrate Reese’s first year developing into her very own goddess.
