Images above: All taken in Havana, Cuba — 1. My grandmother (right) sits with my great aunt (left), with my mother on her lap, 2. my mother as a little girl, posed on a coffee table, 3. my grandfather, “Francisco” Lee.
I am offering free photography for one wedding to a person in a couple (or both) who was the child of an immigrant. The immigrant story is integral to my identity and I want to do my part to give back and honor that community, especially during such a divisive time in American history. My mother came to this country from Cuba in the 1970s with only a suitcase and the wish for a better tomorrow. Without a doubt, I am here today because of her dreams and determination. Everyday I think about the long journey that my mother took to leave the only home she knew and build a new life which ultimately gave me the privilege and opportunities I have now. I know she would be proud (rest in peace) if she knew that her daughter went on to own and operate her own business which aligns with her ideals, while also doing what she loves most: photography.