Category Archive: Friendship

A Bump and a Tree… and a Video. A Girl.

/ / It was September 19th, three years ago today, that a beautiful friend wrote out her words to tell my story on her blog… a story I could not yet bring myself… Continue reading

Growing Things

/ / When I arrived home from work last Friday, I thought I’d take my camera out for some shots of the things that are growing up all around my home at the moment, as… Continue reading

Dani & Renato | Libertyville Maternity Photographer

/ / Last Fall, I had a truly humbling and inspiring privilege to be the photographer of a maternity shoot for a lovely mama-to-be who I have come to know, respect and befriend.… Continue reading

Farewell and Happy Birthday… Until We Meet Again, Sweet Friend

/ / It’s late as I write, so I really hope to get this in before the day is done. But if I don’t, I can still say I tried and that most… Continue reading

Keith & Sherry | Naperville Engagement Photographer

/ / I had the great pleasure {and true honor} of photographing two of my favorite people in the world. Keith is a very dear and long-time friend of my husband’s, and Sherry… Continue reading

Looking Out for a Friend

/ / I love these photos from last Friday when Izzy and I drove to the city to do another fashion shoot for my fashion-blogger friend. I actually use that term only for lack… Continue reading

Lovely Linda

/ / It’s taken me two months to get this post up on my blog… but better late than never. Titling my post as I did, one would likely think the first photo… Continue reading

Beautiful Rising

/ / It feels like I’m coming out of a bit of hibernation in many ways, although, I still feel very much in hibernation in other ways. One particular thing that felt very… Continue reading

When a Friend Reads Your Blog

/ / I’ve pointed people here to my blog every now and then over the past year… since it has existed. I don’t really follow my stats all that much, and even if… Continue reading

Nine Months with Her, Nine Months Without

/ / A perfect storm arose today, and I buckled under it. Somewhere around 4:00 or 5:00, the most surprising and impactful unexpected wave of grief came up from behind and struck me down.… Continue reading

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“A portrait of my child, once a week, every week, in 2014.” / / Izzy—Smiling with sheer delight at the thought of dumping ice water over his mama’s friend’s head. . . . Last week,… Continue reading

Sometimes All You Need is Your Red Bike, Some Grape Juice, a Sandwich, Popcorn and Minions, and a Friend… a Really Good Friend

/ / This will be the first of several “how we spent our summer” photo dumps here. Today’s is from our picnic last week. Yesterday, I spent more time than I would have… Continue reading

Tulips for Mother’s Day Weekend

/ / Because of a weekend filled with lots of outdoor work and preparing for new flooring inside… and Mother’s Day excursions tomorrow… I’m simply picking up and pasting two posts that I… Continue reading

Bring Me Up Again

/ / I was reminded of these verses from the Psalms by a friend today. It was so good to read the words in them, as they spoke so much to the struggle that… Continue reading

Whoever You Are

/ / There may exist more people than we realize who don’t like this holiday we call Valentine’s Day. Some, because its existence seems too forced {the reason I never really cared for… Continue reading

Normal, Old and New{ish}

/ / Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery’s shadow or reflection: the fact that you don’t merely suffer, but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you… Continue reading

These {Sledding} Days

{click on the photo to see Izzy’s sweet face up close} / / I decided to start up my These Days series posts again here… a series I used to do that originated back on… Continue reading

On Our Hearts

/ / I’ve debated whether or not to put this out there… these things we are learning about ourselves and others and grief, and how to navigate the delicate and intricate waters where… Continue reading

Friends Like These

/ / At some of the darkest moments in my life, some people I thought of as friends deserted me—some because they cared about me and it hurt them to see me in… Continue reading