We’ve been married almost three and a half years. It hasn’t been easy. We’ve both had to learn a new way of life with someone after living through trauma, doubt, loneliness and grief. I’m not excluding the good times we’ve experienced or the people we’ve shared our lives with. The happy times. But those aren’t usually the things you lug into a marriage, pulling behind you in a trail worn duffle bag or oversized piece of luggage not meant for difficult trails. We’ve had to unpack. Be vulnerable. Begin again. Forgive and move forward.

Now we laugh. We are comfortable. We talk and drink coffee. We share our lives, our hurts and our dreams, but it didn’t come easy. We still find ourselves unpacking pieces tucked away, stepping into vulnerability and forgiveness again. That part is constant.

I love us. I’m protective. Protective of where we are and excited for where we are going. Bumps and all.

My husband is a film editor. We have our own media company in our small town, filming, writing, editing and more. We have felt incredible about the services and production we’ve given to those in our community. He has been in this business for over 25 years. I’m just beginning. We have visions for the future and production we are excited about today.

Our work life is not steady. Anyone in the film industry understands. It is an adventure. Evenings, weekends, days, early mornings (golden hour), changing locations locally, nationally and worldwide.

I’m excited to share some of what we do and who we are with you.