I marvel at my desire to wander. I love to experience the new, see the before unseen, challenge the open road, all the while feeling the rush of not knowing what is around the next corner. With this love to wander and move I have a firm belief in having something stable to fall back on. You can only wander so much before you need a place of refuge and security.
I arrived in Birmingham on New Years Eve. It was pouring rain like I had never seen in my life and I was trying to adjust to the humidity as a sheen of perspiration coated my skin. This night I would meet my form of stability which any adventurer needs. I met the Norris Family. Not the “Chuck Norris” family, but they might as well be that amazing to me. I was taken in as one of their own and have since been treated as such. There isn’t enough good which can be said of this family and all of their members. I had the opportunity to go with their family and take some candid pictures as they gathered to have a new member of the family sealed to the family in the Birmingham Alabama Temple. The love within this family is tangible. I wanted to capture the love they have for each other as I took the pictures. I showcase a few of them here, but know no matter the quality of the photographs, you will never be able to capture the love this family has for each other, and other people such as myself.