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Granny & My Bug - Granny taught Ains to flip Grumpa (my Daddy) the bird.
This brings me to my next and even more important part of this blog post. I know you all have noticed a lot of changes going on with Brooke Ashley Photography and the re-branding going on. Soon after I lost my Granny I knew I wanted to do something to honor her. It took me a long long long time to figure out what I wanted to do. And then one day it hit me. Growing up Granny always told me "All good people are born in September" and it wasn't until after she passed that I realized why she told me that. It was because we both shared a birthday in September. Me on the 19th and her on the 26th. That's when I knew what I wanted to do. I wanted my whole branding to somehow be centered around the month of September. But how? I didn't want to change my business name.... I couldn't think of anything to do with a Sapphire.... And then there it was... The Aster. The September flower. I knew that was it. And so the new and much improved Brooke Ashley Photography branding was created. I am in LOVE with it. And I want to give a HUGE HUGE HUGE "THANK YOU SO SO MUCH" to Carine the owner of Demoiselle Pixel and the AMAZING artist that made my idea in my head a reality. My photography business means the WORLD to me, and now it means even more. It's not just some logo I found and "liked". It is me. It's my heart. It's honoring one of the most important and loved woman in my life.
You were everything to me. I love you and miss you so very very very much. I hope that I can be half the woman you were. It's still hard for me to accept that you are gone. That you won't be there when I go back and visit Louisiana. I still picture you sitting there on the front porch swing drinking your coke and eating your lemon filled donut. To me, that's where you will always be. 26 years was just not enough years to know you.