Home.

It's your space. You know it better than anyone else. It's where only you know how the light falls through the windows on a rainy Saturday in spring. And how the sound of the fridge hums the house to sleep late at night. And where the floor creaks if you step on it.

Home, where challenges and triumph unfold. Where you raise a family. Where you make pancakes on a lazy Saturday morning or soothed scraped knees and whispered bedtime stories to heavy eyelids. Where you celebrate birthdays or drink wine after a day of Too Much Adulting. Where you watch movies in a tangle of limbs. Where you learn to cook, or be a parent.

The walls hold your laughter. The mirrors watch you change. 

Home is where you've loved and argued and made promises.

Home is where you grow life and love.

Give me a couple hours of your time and I will try my best to show you how beautiful you are in your most natural state. xo