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After we lost Tristan, I was a mess. I was mad at myself and I had to do something about it. But where do you start? How do you make peace with yourself? How do you shake that feeling of failure? I started by picking up the pieces of my shattered faith and putting them […]
April 7, 2016
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My father loved photography. I cannot recall a time, growing up, when he did not carry his camera around during our family outings. Photography, for him, was a way to document his work life and our family life. Back then, digital photography was unknown (at least to me) and after every sessions, we would wait […]
February 25, 2016
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Dear Tristan, The day I learned you were no longer with us must have been one of the saddest day of my life. I can still remember how exited I was to see you again. I could not wait to visit with you, to see how well you were doing, and how well you were […]
November 12, 2015
