I love watching a couple with their newborn.

The sacred fragility of this precious life is written into every touch they share.  There is a holy reverence for this precious one who they now hold in their arms.  You can see the gratitude and the overwhelming nature of this beautiful responsibility woven into every moment.

And I get to pause time with them and help them see the mom and dad they already are.  That the road will never be perfect, but they will find their way because they have LOVE.  And it’s beautiful…

This picture below?  A picture with her mom and her aunt.  Cue all the tears.  What a gift.  Where would we be without our sisters and aunts?

I’m sorry…I couldn’t resist.  Sometimes a shot takes on its own form and it’s just so adorable you post it anyway…