The Storm

My lens captures this intimate moment as she rides the wave of another relentless contraction. She is exhausted from the storm raging within her body, and his touch silently tells her he is there for her. He is in awe of her strength and her courage as she works at this labour of love. She meets each contraction head on because his love and presence fortify her. “I am here,” he whispers at the apex of her contraction. “Lean into me. I won’t let you go.”



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