As a little girl I loved photographs. My Mum had a big box of them. I'd spend ages playing with the images, stacking, sorting, studying the people and places (even the photos taken by my Nana, who always managed to cut people's heads off when capturing the moment). My destiny was to somehow end up working with images. So I meet this guy called Stephen … it turns out his family business makes beautiful photograph albums … I marry him :) How cool is my job? Every day I get to see beautiful love stories. How can you not be a happy person when that's the business you're in? Love, Sonya Something to think about when you choose a photographer. Choose someone you really like. Choose someone who loves what they do.