It was moving day from home studio to new studio down the road. 

My day: I woke up at 7 to start packing boxes. 9 am kickboxing for 45 mins. Home to shower and get ready to move down the street. Worked there until 4. Changed and freshened up and got to the Rose garden for 3 photo sessions this evening. Dinner with my family. Stopped back at the studio to see what my incredible assistant and her hubby finished while I was gone… (Pretty much everything is the answer, but let’s not go there now because I’ll cry more). I get home and get my kids to bed and I come down to my basement studio to get my phone charger and I’m looking around at the empty walls and things thrown all over the floor that I left behind this morning because we didn’t want to make another trip. For the first time all day, I stopped. And I’m stuck. I’m stuck here in shock… In awe… I’m not sure. I can’t believe I’m not going to be here anymore. I’m so happy… So happy that I’ve moved because it was time but that doesn’t make standing here looking at this any easier. I can truthfully say, I’ve captured hundreds of thousands of smiles here. Tears, too. So many incredible memories were made here. I can’t thank you enough. I can’t believe this is real. I also can’t see because I’m sobbing uncontrollably. (Oh my goodness, I promise I’m happy!) 

Happiness. That’s the word that sums up my last six years here. The sweet newborns have turned into toddlers and the terrible two year olds have turned into sweet, cooperative kindergarteners and beyond. Do you know how fortunate I feel to be able to say I’ve captured your family’s most precious moments? No amount of words will ever describe the feeling in my heart right now. I hope you can feel what I’m trying to say. I love you all. I truly do. 

Thank you for everything and more. 

XoLG