Since as far back as I can remember, I’ve taken photographs. I was always the one with the camera, documenting my life and the lives of others around me. When I lost my husband Steve, to a rare cancer, I found myself heading down to the beach more often, catching the sunrise and taking photos.

 

We lived at the oceanfront for 10 years, so the amount of memories there are overwhelming, yet comforting at the same time; it’s where I feel most connected to him and experience a small sense of peace. 

 

Turning heartache into hope, one frame at a time. Our story continues and there's a lot more to share. 

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Stay tuned...​

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