05/29/2026
Today marks three years since I lost my dad ( ) and to say it has changed me would be an understatement.
Grief is a wild ride, but the biggest thing it has taught me is just how much photographs matter.
Not because they're pretty.
Not because they're perfect.
But because they become part of our story.
Three years later, there are days when I'd give anything to hear my dad's voice, get one more of his signature bear hugs, or have one more conversation. I can't do those things, but I can pull out a photo and remember them.
And that has GREATLY changed the way I photograph weddings.
I notice dads differently now.
I notice grandparents differently now.
I pay attention to the little interactions happening in the background because I know those are often the moments that mean the most years later.
Wedding photos aren't just for today. They're for anniversaries, future children, future grandchildren, and someday, remembering the people who stood beside you on one of the most important days of your life.
Three years without my dad has taught me many things, but one of the biggest is this:
The photographs we take today may become some of the most treasured things we own tomorrow.
