The Legacy of a Christian Photographer Mom | © Rachel Strickland Photography | Savannah, Ga Photographer

So this year, I have started to post and blog a lot more personal things. Things that probably don’t mean anything to most of you who see my posts. My reason for being so expressive recently is because I realized that if something were to happen to me…whether it be today or 100 years from now…I want the people closest to me, especially my children to know what I valued the most. Though they may be the silliest things to you…like my child reading a book while she’s sitting on the potty…these memories are priceless to me. I’ve decided to use Facebook and blogging as a “scrapbook” for the sweet little things that mean the most to me so that when I’m gone…I’ve left behind my identity…and the things that have made my life worth living.

With that said, I have to brag on on my oldest daughter, Rilynn. As I was getting some things done in another room, I hear my youngest daughter, McKinsley, start to cry loudly. Shortly after, I see Rilynn running to her room crying loudly as well. I ran to her and asked her what happened. When she finally calmed down enough to speak she said “I-I-I hurt Pooh Bear”. For those who do not know, McKinsley’s nickname is Pooh Bear. At this point I asked Rilynn how she hurt McKinsley. Rilynn took me to where McKinsley was and showed me what she did. She had closed a book on McKinsley’s fingers. Now, I know what you are thinking. I need to discipline Rilynn for hurting her baby sister. That’s definitely how it would have happened if this were me and my little sister when we were younger. I would have been in trouble for sure. But today, I felt a different method was more appropriate. Rilynn had already punished herself. She KNEW she hurt her sister, and her own actions upset her to the point of tears. Today, I thanked my sweet girl for telling me the truth. For being honest and loving. For worrying that her baby sister was hurt. I put my arms around Rilynn and McKinsley. I made Rilynn apologize and said she was sorry to McKinsley and gave her a hug. And just like that, I felt like I took a giant leap towards what my relationship will be with my children in the future. I want them to know that they can ALWAYS come to me…about ANYTHING…no matter what. I want them to trust me, and not fear me or coming to me in their worst times. Don’t get me wrong, I do believe in discipline and try to do so appropriately and I want my children to know who has the authority in our household (God, their father, and myself). But I want them to learn that family should come together to solve our problems. Of course, I want them to have their individuality and independence, but I also want them to know that we are strong when we work together through life. At this point, I feel that my purpose on this earth is to live and breath for my family. To show them Jesus’s unconditional love. To show them that whether I’m on the earth or in heaven…I will always be there for them. This is the legacy I want to leave with the people I care about the most.

Wishing you all much love and many blessings ❤️


Therefore I intend always to remind you of these qualities, though you know them and are established in the truth that you have. I think it right, as long as I am in this body, to stir you up by way of reminder, since I know that the putting off of my body will be soon, as our Lord Jesus Christ made clear to me. And I will make every effort so that after my departure you may be able at any time to recall these things.  2 Peter 1:12-15

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