Photography has always been a quiet thread woven into the way I care for women.

Not something extra, but something essential.

Another way to hold space.

Another way to witness.

Another way to give you something lasting when the details grow hazy.

To capture what words often can’t.

These aren’t just photos. They’re glimpses of strength, surrender, and sacred becoming.

The kind you’ll want to revisit on the days when the blur sets in so you’ll always have a piece of your story to hold onto.