Two weeks ago I found myself sitting in the airport. Quietly flipping through a magazine, tapping my feet along to music playing through my headphones. This was the moment. This was the real deal. I am a photographer and I am flying interstate to photograph a beautiful family. I looked out of the ginormous windows, planes arrived, planes departed. My hometown in the distance, I could see where I had been, and I could see where I was. With a little tear of gratitude, I pinched myself and started on my journey.
I was so grateful that the McKinnon’s were that family. Sam is someone I have know for a few years. We linked up via the mama blogosphere, our children around the same age, and we also share similar tastes in fashion, design and music. We often joke that we are twins. So you can imagine how stoked I was to finally give this woman a hug. She is everything I hoped she would be, and more. I spent the better part of a day with these guys, we sipped coffee, talked about life, love and children. Seeing these two high school sweethearts (still just as smitten with each other), beam with joy as they played with their three beautiful children, seriously warmed my soul.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you McKinnon’s,