One of the greatest rewards of being a photographer—and sometimes it's greatest heartache—is this persistent and insatiable need to document my children's lives. To capture the simple, real-life, day-to-day things that occupy their lives. To keep them young forever.
I look back on the photos of my older children when I wasn't a photographer. They are too dark, too light or out-of-focus, but they are real. I am reminded of what our lives were like back then. Not better or worse. Just different.
Everything must change. But I am blessed with this persistent and insatiable need. And even if it's only in the volumes of photos I have taken of my children—I can keep them young forever.