Capturing history: past, present and future

Not too long ago, we set up shop on the sidewalks of downtown Fairport. It was a beautiful day, as evidenced by the lobster coloring my skin picked up during the day. Families gathered, enjoyed face painting and sidewalk vendors, it was a really fun day. But one moment stood out to me. It was a moment I'll probably never forget. A little old man, out for a walk, passed by our table full of family albums and portraits. He stopped, looked at everything, and leaned in to tell me "My wife was a photographer, she loved it, she passed away seven years ago."

As he said it, I could see tears welling in his eyes. Immediately, a lump grew in my throat. He told me of their love for travel, how they used to go everywhere together, and how she always had a camera in her hands.

This of course, got me thinking about my own life, and how lucky I am. My husband knows, whenever we go anywhere, I typically have a camera - even if it's just my iPhone camera. He laughs at me when we walk down the street and I stop mid stride to say "Wow, that's really pretty light over there." He didn't think I was crazy when I told him I wanted to go into business for myself 4 years ago. And he's supported this partnership with Lori from the very beginning - heck, maybe even before Lori and I saw it coming.

I try to imagine what our lives will be like when we grow older. Will he remember me the way that little old man remembered his wife? Man I hope so. Because right now, I know that I'm the luckiest woman in the world. I'm very blessed to have found someone who, I hope, will hold that same love for me beyond my passing.

My five year wedding anniversary is today. Wow, it's hard for me to believe that 5 years have already passed since we said our "I do's."  My husband and I have built a life together, complete with a house, dog, great friends and amazing family. Before we know it, we'll be celebrating 10, 25, and hopefully 50 years together. I can only pray we'll be so lucky.

There, amidst all the fun and frivolity of the day, my faith in love, and what I do was restored. Listening to him talk, I remembered why what we do matters. It matters to families who have lost their loved ones, like this man remembering his wife. It matters to parents today, capturing their child's first steps - and then, their grandchildren in 75 years. We're not just pushing buttons, we're capturing the history of a family - mine and yours.

All the best,


PS - Happy Anniversary Matt! I can't wait to see what the next 5 years bring, I love you!