Like so many Atlantans, I'm a transplant that started calling the Atlanta Metro my home eleven years ago. Since then, life's been a whirlwind of adventures, from meeting the love of my life, to becoming a mom to two crazy but sweet little girls, to launching myself into the world of family photography. If I've learned anything, it's that time flies faster than we realize, and therefore, how important it is to enjoy every minute possible while trying to find a way to hold on to those memories we create as we travel through life.

For me, photography became that way of holding on to the memories I was creating. I've been interested in photography for as long as I can remember. While the photos of family vacations or summer adventures, taken when I was ten were "creative," to put it nicely, being able to take pictures and look back at them, either in albums or in frames, is something I've always been passionate about. This interest quickly grew from a hobby to a necessity when I became pregnant with our first daughter seven years ago, and I haven't looked back since.

If there's one thing I can relate to, it's the demand we as parents experience. It's incomparable. Yet each and every day, we rise to the occasion, tackle new issues, make unseen sacrifices and keep our families moving forward. Too many times, one of those sacrifices is missing out on special moments that we'll never get back. While it's only been six years for me, I can list so many moments that I wish I could experience and hold on to again.