It's pretty easy to get stressed about being photographed, I'm a photographer and when we have pictures taken I still find myself searching for the right colors to match and bribing my children to do nothing but smile.  Lately I've been realizing that those aren't the pictures I love the very most.  The pictures I love are honest, they are messy, they occasionally have tears in them and squished up naughty faces.  They have actual memories seared into each frame so that when I look at them I am transported to that particular moment in time.   

I find that nothing fills me up quite like the beauty of my own reality. 

This mother and her children were like a little piece of heaven to photograph.  No fake smiles, no cheese-look-at-the-camera,  nothing but beautiful and honest.

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