I don’t remember exactly how long ago I met Monica, a lovely woman (with the cutest hats) who I saw walking her dogs almost daily. After several of the “hi”, “good morning” interactions, one day she stopped and we chatted. And since then, as cliche as it is – is history. We started walking together, going for coffee and just generally creating a friendship filled with secrets, worries, hopes, blessings and adventures. One of those adventures we talked about often was Monica and her husband James’ adventure for 11 years to have a child. James is a super sweet man who just adores Monica – who could blame him! And that is one of the first things you notice about them, their devotion to each other. How sweet it is to be loved! I could go on and on about the beautiful attributes of my dear friend but that is not all this blog post is about. I’ll never forget the day Monica told me she was pregnant, joy can’t quite describe it! I’ll never fully understand what it meant to you but I can only imagine! Even though I haven’t been there all 11 years while you two were on this journey , you’ve both taught me so much with your patience, perseverance, faith and hope. I feel so honored I was on the list you texted while you were in the hospital and was overwhelmed to be able to visit the hospital to officially meet Luke. (Even though I had been feeling him squirm in your tummy for months!) Luke is such a blessed gift and you my friend are a blessed gift to me! Thank you for allowing me to come photograph your son and for allowing me to be a part of your lives. He is so cute it hurts!! Let this next adventure begin!
Lots of love,
Tressa




