When I was 14 years old, my grandmother gave me a portrait of herself for Christmas. A year later, we lost her to Fibrosis in the lungs. I did not realize until she was gone how important the portrait she had given me would turn out to be. I grew up without my mother in my life and my grandmother was the closest I had a mother-daughter relationship. When my daughter was born, my connection to her became more than I ever could have imagined.
Fast forward 16 years later, my daughter said to me, "Mom, you photographer mother's and daughters all the time. When are you going to do ours?" She stopped me in my tracks. I was the mom behind the camera and not in front of it." So, I made the time to make it happen. I broke out a gown from my own wardrobe rack, grabbed a remote and shot our portraits. These are now some of the most important images I own.