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How To Take An Active Role in Creating M...

How To Take An Active Role in Creating Memories
By day, I am a professional photographer. I’m also a big fan of TED talks. When I saw this brief TED talk come across my subscription queue, watching it was an immediate must. A long time ago in New York City, Steven Addis stood on a corner holding his 1-year-old daughter in his arms, and his wife snapped a photo. That image inspired an annual father-daughter ritual, where Addis...

Extra Special Father/Daughter Dance

Extra Special Father/Daughter Dance
This is a must-watch. And you’ll tear-up, it’s certain. The bride’s father Mark passed away earlier in the year from pancreatic cancer. Knowing her wedding reception was coming soon, her brother recorded “Butterfly Kisses” so her father/daughter dance would be extra special, despite the absence of her father. Andrea’s first dance is with her paternal...

Look Behind You!

Look Behind You!
Remember when you watched your first horror movie? Popcorn bucket in your lap. Comfy theater seat beneath you. Your date sitting beside you, huddled closely with white knuckles gripping your upper arm. Her eyes simultaneously bugged out and covered in fear. Remember when you had the vantage point of knowing who or what was behind the soon-to-be victim, and you scream at the screen...

“I Am A Princess”

“I Am A Princess”
Gentlemen…this is the princess we keep. These are our daughters. I know, I know. I’m aware of Disney’s critics over the years, and I’ve even sided with them from time to time. Our three-year-old princess is familiar with many of the Disney characters, even the ones we don’t want to influence her at this stage of her life (Hi, Ariel), BUT this video pretty...

The Promise My Dad Chose To See

The Promise My Dad Chose To See
I’ll never forget all the times my dad and I shared together. There were so many times he could have told me he was too busy or that I needed to go help my mom with my brother, but he never did. Dad always had time for his little girl. I admired my dad and prayed that someday I would meet a man who would take care of me the way my father did. I prayed that man would be a reflection...

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