{always.love}

I want to take a minute today to tell you a story...

a story of love, faith and Grace.

It goes like this.

A long, long time ago I was given the gift of Grace. Tiny and not yet ready for this great big world, it was a gift that I was meant to carry in my heart rather than in my arms.

It has taken me some time to find meaning in that loss.

I am a photographer...not because I love cameras and equipment but because I love to experience emotion, capture moments and help folks tell their stories. 

This is a piece of mine.

I have been working on a dream. It didn't seem to make sense at first but I believed in it and today I get to share it.

For the last three months I have been working with families...photographing their most precious moments. Their first and last moments with their babies. I am there for these births and in the hours after, I stay.

If it's the middle of the night or the early morning...if it takes hours upon hours, I'm there...because these are the moments they can't get back.

This has been a non~profit portion of my business. I do it for Grace.

I am beyond lucky to be able to provide my services in support of CompassioNet families and to see the abundance of love and {compassion} that they shower upon the families they work with.

I am a tiny piece of something {MUCH} bigger here.

I consider it the greatest honor to hold these babies when the time their parents have with them is so short. To be able to document a life is a gift that's full of Grace.

{If you know someone that needs help telling their story...contact me, no story should be left untold}

Jenwolsey3@yahoo.com