It reminded me of my own great-grandmother's hands. The hands that patted my back to help me fall asleep. The hands that played piano with me. The hands I once photographed as she tapped them on her knees, humming a hymn she was trying to hold onto. I can only hope that the image means as much to that family as my photo of my great-grandmother's hands means to me. That session reminded me why this kind of photography matters so deeply. It is not about gathering everyone in a line and smiling at the camera. It is about preserving something that already exists between the people you love. If that sounds like an experience you want to create with your loved ones book a phone consultations bellow and I'll walk you through