The question is “If you could only keep one photograph for the rest of your life, which picture would it be?” I thought of one with my dad, who passed away. My dad throwing me in the air as a child, in the lake we always went to. Or the last one of us together, my brother took. Or maybe one of the rare photos with all my family members. Couldn’t think of one. I thought of maybe one from a photographer, one who inspires me and makes me want to take photos. I thought of the very first one with my son. A little too graphic maybe. But then this one. This one makes me feel. It’s right after all the craziness of giving birth, breastfeeding for the first time. Getting to look at my no longer crying, kinda red and purple, wrinkled and angry looking baby. And feeling this peace for the first time. This love I’d heard so much about. This one photo is the beginning of so many moments and emotions. My husband took it. I didn’t notice I was so enraptured. I’m quite a private person so I don’t post a lot of myself or my life. But if I could only keep one photo, it would be this one right now. Because it’s the beginning of my favorite story. And this is also the reason why I want to shoot more family sessions, more ditl, more birth stories. I want to capture this, for others. Like they say, nothing is better than real life :) #photosmatterklwppi2022 @dustincantrellphotography #ukiahbirthphotographer #ukiahphotographer #ukiahfamilyphotographer (at Ukiah, California) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cah0BthJhgT/?utm_medium=tumblr
