I was thinking about family photography and my mind wandered to some of my favourite memories sitting around the kitchen table at the farm looking through old photographs of my parents and grandparents. Honestly, I think those moments are what inspired me to photograph people for a living.I love nothing more than seeing my grandmother pregnant with my mom wearing a pink robe that my grandfather bought her. Or my grandfather working the fields with, what was then, an old tractor. Or my grandmother’s red rose bouquet from her wedding day (not to mention the totally rad cat-eye glasses).Or my dad playing drums wearing turquoise spandex as if he was Neil Peart or Keith Moon (and I am not even going to mention the perm). Or my mom’s teenage rock and roll style a la Aerosmith (how she ever got into those jeans, I will never know). Or my grandmother in a scandalous red polka dot bikini modeling in her front yard.If you ever think to yourself, why do I need to be in photos? That is why (also so you can laugh at your hairstyle in 20 years). If you ever wonder why on earth getting family photos done would be important, that is why. Sometimes I think it is easy to get into a rut of “Don’t take my photo!” because we worry about how we look and how we’re dressed but the reality is, if you never have your photo taken, you won’t have something amazing to look at 20, 30, 40 years from now. I recently discovered a photo of myself from ten years ago with my best friend at a party. At the time, I thought I looked ugly/fat/etc. and now I see a beautiful, intelligent young woman standing with her best friend (who, by the way, is still my best friend and has an awesome blog). Memories like that you cant duplicate, but you can see them.