Evie, it’s been a while since I was here sharing my thoughts and feelings about my first born. My head strong, fiercely independent daughter (no surprises where you get that from) who is whirling through life , leaving some destruction along the way as your forge your own path.

Today I convinced you to be my photography model as I practise the lessons I am learning during the Magic Of Light photography course I am undertaking. With your eyes mostly cast downward at your phone and venomous hisses and full circle eye rolls constantly being thrown my way, I managed to capture some moments that took my breath away.

This is not because I have a fancy camera or finely tuned photography skills, but because you are a beauty all in your own right. Throughout the countless minutes and hours where you hurl abuse and vitriol at me as if the words have no impact, I need to remind myself that my love for you goes deeper than the words, the wounds, the broken things. It is a love that its basic, simple and true. Just like these simple black and white photos of my exquisite Evie.