When I was little, I used to pretend I was a horse. Or a wolf. Sometimes a tiger. Whatever suited my fancy. I was one of thooose girls. I didn't really play with dolls or put on lipstick and wear my mom's heels. Instead, I created elaborate stories in my head and played them out for hours, sometimes days, until the story was complete.

As I got older, I thought for a time that I wanted to be a writer. Instead of acting out the stories in my imagination, I tried to put them on paper. I would sit down and start these grand novels, only to begin another one after a few chapters in the first. I had every intention of finishing them. I just... never did. Apparently writing isn't my strong suit.

Then I found a camera. Jackpot. I found a way to stop time. To tell real stories. The kind of stories that should be remembered. Need to be remembered. Stories full of life and love that beg to be preserved and shared.

So I guess you could call me a story teller. A really, really ridiculously blessed and happily married story teller who can't cook but laughs a lot and has three dogs. I love my life.

And I'd love to tell your story : )

Heritage Park Wedding: Roni + Tim

“It feels good to finally call her my wife!” he said with tears in his eyes. And Tim doesn’t exactly strike me as the type of guy who tears up easily. But standing there, in front of his family and closest friends, exchanging rings with the beautiful woman who was as excited to spend the rest of her life with him as he was with her… well, he teared up. In fact, I’m pretty sure everyone watching teared up. I know I did. Because when you witness two people who love each other as much as Tim and Roni do, it’s impossible not to feel their love bubbling over, like a just-popped bottle of champagne. And as Tim continued to talk, Roni looked up at him, her eyes silently expressing the same sentiments that he spoke.

As the night began to wind down, and the laughing, dancing, and celebrating came to an end, they thanked everyone for coming and sharing in their love. Following an abundance of hugs and kisses, they slipped into their car and off into the night, nothing but smiles. After all, their wedding might’ve been over… But their lives? Their lives were just beginning. Together.