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jen — Mon, 23 Aug 2010 01:30:11 +0000

we share him

jen — Thu, 29 Jul 2010 01:05:45 +0000

she’s the only girl on the planet who loves him as much as i do.

eliza grace

jen — Tue, 27 Jul 2010 17:52:46 +0000

dear eliza grace,

i love everything about you. i love the way you call me jen hunt as if that were my first name. i love how you tug at your curls and wrap them around your finger again and again. i love how when you talk, you leave out all of the s’s in your words. i love how you give tight hugs and kisses straight on the lips. i love how you cover your mouth when you giggle hard and how you think it’s so funny to stick out your tongue. i love how you eat all of the frosting off of your cupcake and then ask for another. and your face, oh how i love your face. it’s even more lovely than tinkerbell’s. yes, it’s true.

if i were 5 years old, you would be my bff.

i went to my friend mary katherine’s house to take some head shots of her daughter and had to share some of the in between moments because honestly, have you ever..??

the birthday card eliza made me reads, "i hope your birthday is fun. i hope you get lots of barbie dolls. i love you! eliza'

this and that

jen — Wed, 14 Jul 2010 02:19:14 +0000

as i’ve been organizing my computer this week, i’ve come across some personal pictures that i love. it makes me realize more and more that what makes a great picture is not my depth of field or my composition but the story that the image holds.

this first picture is blissful to me. love that beach. love that view. love those people. love that moment.

i love how pleased she is with herself that she can make him laugh that hard.

ya see that sweet lady standing to chris's left? she tapped him on the shoulder while he was taking group pictures at a wedding and asked if he'd mind grabbing a shot with her camera. adorable.

partly i love this picture because well, i am smitten with these girls. we were lucky enough to spend our 4th of july with them this year. but mostly, i love knowing the reason that they are laughing so hard. one of their friends had just tripped and fallen into me which caused me to lose my balance and tip over. i would've laughed too.

weekend at burnley’s

jen — Thu, 08 Jul 2010 16:13:58 +0000

we had our 4 year old niece, burnley, for a few days while her parents celebrated their 10 year anniversary in the caribbean. we swam and watched fireworks, ate at ‘chick-a-lay’ and painted our toes a delicious shade of glittery pink. we went to starbucks and the bookstore and made paper art with supplies we picked up from the local scrapbook store. we had a picnic in the front lawn and a dance party in the bathroom. we played 73 rousing games of fancy nancy (her pick) and 1 game of sequence (my pick). she informed me that ‘shineese food is gross’ and ‘uncle chris is berry silly.’ and she taught me that all tough decisions are made simple by four little words. eenie, meenie, miney and mo.

amy

jen — Tue, 06 Jul 2010 19:30:02 +0000

here is how i remember it. my hair smelled like chlorine from our morning at the pool and i grabbed a towel on my way to the shower. as i passed the mirror i couldn’t help but be impressed with my new waterproof mascara. not a smudge of black underneath my eyes, nice. i turned on the water and while i waited for it to heat up, reached for my iphone. i thought jay-z’s empire state of mind would be a nice touch to my bathing experience. i turned it up full blast. the water was tepid and i like it to nearly burn my skin so i tapped on my inbox icon. a new message from amy. i was expecting a note from her, one that said the lump she found in her breast was a cyst, a clogged milk duct or some other type of benign mass. but her email had words like cancer, aggressive, invasive, lymph nodes. i reached into the shower and turned the faucet until the water stopped dripping. this can’t be right. she’s 31 and married with an 8 month old baby. jay z kept singing about how the streets of ny would make me feel brand new and i wanted to hop a plane to see if that was true. how can this be so? i mean, she only eats organic food and makes her own granola. i hit delete and hoped that erasing the words was all that it would take to make this news go away. i went to my contact list under favorites and touched her name. ring. ring. ring. ring. hello? it was her and then it was real. it’s stage 3, aggressive breast cancer that has spread into her lymph nodes. she will need chemotherapy, radiation and a double mastectomy. to read more about her story and her unbreakable spirit visit her caring bridge site at http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/amypatwa

she wanted to have a head shaving party to beat chemo to the punch. invite 10 of her closest friends, drink some wine and shave her hair off before she began to find clumps of it on her pillowcase. my amy is brave like that.

i love her because she’s not afraid to invite people in, even to her scariest spaces. because she’s as confident as she is vulnerable. because her face is a masterpiece of freckles. because she finds her true identity in Him. because the way she looks reflects who she is not someone she wishes she could be or someone she thinks she should be. just her. beautiful her.

we had yummy cake made by the sweet and talented tricia at http://somethingsweetcakery.blogspot.com/

her sister, julie, getting her hair sprayed pink

amy made her rounds making sure we were all ok. that's just how she is.

my favorite moment of the night is captured in this next image. a dear friend of amy's began to cry when we were getting ready to start the head shaving. without missing a beat, amy jumped behind her and enveloped her in a big hug, wiping her tears and telling her that it was ok.

we cut her hair with scissors first before we moved on to the razor

her head was so soft that we couldn't keep our hands off of it. consequently, her face was so beautiful that we couldn't keep our eyes off of it either.

after her head was shaved, she opened gifts. new earrings, books, hats and scarves.

i'd covet your prayers for my friend and her husband adam as they enter into what will surely be the most challenging year of their lives. and also for their daughter, charis, who has this to say about cancer:

dear amy, i love you. i think you're the bravest girl i've ever met. you have been given an amazing gift to illuminate a room with your joyful spirit. it's beautiful. there is also beauty in your grief. allow your heart the chance to grieve and breath. hiding it can deprive your heart of air. your heart is beautiful to me. and so is your baldy head. xo, jen

bethany

jen — Wed, 16 Jun 2010 18:48:42 +0000

we had the opportunity recently to photograph our friend and fellow photog, bethany boone. she’s beautiful. i mean, this girl’s soul shines which was very helpful on this particular day since we got rained out halfway through the shoot. we have a couple pictures now for you to enjoy because there’s no need to deny you even a smidge of her loveliness. and we promise to share more after our makeup session this summer. but for now, here’s bethany in all of her smiley beauty.

and ps, all of bethany’s cothes are from www.etsy.com/shop/vintagecalling

andre

jen — Thu, 10 Jun 2010 17:59:54 +0000

i suppose the day is coming when he won’t think we’re cool anymore. i’m glad that day wasn’t today. i’m glad that when he saw us sitting in the crowd, he smiled that mile-wide-melt-my-heart grin of his and waved. i’m glad that when he received his certificate, he caught our attention with his chocolate syrup eyes and gave us a big thumbs up. i tried really hard not to cry. i wasn’t successful. i’m glad that when he spotted us in the hallway after the ceremony he ran up and bear hugged us even though his friends were watching. i know it won’t always be that way. and i’m glad that he didn’t pull away when i whispered in his ear how proud i was. he’s a good hugger.

we’ve been spending time with andre for the past three years and are way better for it. this kid is amazing. fifth grade wasn’t easy for him, but he worked hard even when he didn’t want to. that’s just how he is. he’s also the kind of kid who if i mention that i’m cold, practically tears his jacket off trying to give it to me to warm me up. he’s the kind of kid who runs ahead to get to my car door first so that he can open it for me. i tell him over and over that he doesn’t have to ‘do’ but just ‘be’. that he doesn’t have to work so hard for my affection, my heart is already his. that he is absolutely worth delighting in, just as he is.

welcome to middle school sweet boy of mine. you earned it.

happy to get away

jen — Mon, 07 Jun 2010 17:13:59 +0000

i’ve meant to post, really i have. but last week i kept looking at the computer and it was the last place i wanted to be.

i wanted to be with these people…

more beach pictures to come as well as 3 family shoots, 3 weddings, a golf tournament and a band. stay tuned.

the one i love most

jen — Sun, 16 May 2010 19:32:13 +0000

those eyes.that grin.that mind.that laugh.that crooked tooth.this face.that hat.that kiss.that heart.this life.every single thing. i love.

happy birthday to the boy i love most.