When I was little, I dreamed of becoming a photographer. I could spend hours lost in old family photos, revisiting the stories that they held. But as the years went by, I decided to set that dream aside to follow a path that felt more certain. I made peace with the fact that my dream of being a photographer would simply be a part of my past—a fun fact to share in passing but never to become anything more. 
As they say, "time flies" and It becomes truer every day as I watch my babies grow before my eyes. the passage of time has left me wanting to hold on to their magic a little longer. they've taught me the value of "taking the photo anyway" even when it's not "picture-perfect" because the moments truly are fleeting. heirloom photography was born out of my love for them and their magic. One day, when they see their moments frozen in time, I hope they remember not just what we did—but how it felt. years from now, when the house is quiet and the toys are tucked away, these photos will be my TIME TRAVELING love letter to US.