09/13/2026
One day, we become a memory to our children.
The arms that carried them.
The face they looked for in every room.
The lap they climbed into.
The way we laughed with them, held them, chased them, loved them.
They won’t remember every ordinary afternoon—but photographs can.
That’s why mothers belong in the frame.
Not just so you can remember who they were when they were little, but so someday they can remember you, too.
Exist in the photographs.
You are part of their childhood.
And that is worth capturing.
