My Dad had an old film camera which he let me use when I was a young teenager. I became interested in taking 'creative photos'. I remember I was in Sri Lanka where my parents, my sister and I were living as they had moved back as pastors and missionaries. We were driving down south and as usual I was looking out the window observing the scenery and people. Suddenly I said, 'Stop Daddy, I'd like to take a photo with the camera.' He was surprised but lovingly obliged. There was a shop filled with beautiful clay pots and clay items. The reddish orange hues of color stood out against the cloudless blue sky and green vegetation surrounding the dilapidated looking shop.  I stepped onto the dusty road and framed the shop and took the shot. 

Years, later I am a wife, mother and a Physician Assistant with a MPH  but the love of the arts have always kept me going. It's a stress reliever and a creative outlet. My family and friends have asked me to take photos for them over the years. In 2020 a photographer/ neighbor asked me to be a second shooter and something clicked inside. I realized I wanted this photography to be more than a hobby. I realized maybe this passion can much so much more.

More than a creative outlet. 

A way to use my talents to help my family and even more to help others.

A purpose.

I hope you will read about my #photoforhope™ cause.