Some moments cannot be described in words. This was one of them.
As Jocelyn, the very picture of health, slept on her daddy’s shoulder and I was photographing this moment, her mother was gasping with joy. At 25 weeks Jocelyn was born, a tiny delicate being, struggling for each breath. After 115 days of fighting, living, breathing and growing, she was allowed to come home to her family. This image was requested by her parents to remember her brother who was born at 20 weeks, whom she will never meet. Creating completely personal and unique portraits like this, filled with meaning, emotion and connection… it fills me with joy.
