I had feelings of anxiety as the one year anniversary of my father’s death approached. I became distracted with hospitality and the usual caring for little ones. The day came like any other that year, one with an awkward gaping hole left in his absence. But a weekend in which we celebrated his life—all those good years we have to be grateful for—with things he would have loved.
Hi. I'm Suzanna.
I like running outside, eating real food and crafting beautiful images. I am captivated by documenting everyday life–revealing what authentic, adventurous and lovers of life we all are.
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