We tend to think of having our photos taken as something that should be curated, showing our most perfect selves. But what you're left with is a photo of something that doesn't quite define what it felt like to be in the stage of life that you are in.

Your personal magic is hidden in your honest moments when real life is happening - in those unexpected, spontaneous situations and emotions they lead to that are authentically born out of the bonds we foster with the people we love.

For years I drove my husband crazy as I would try to control how photos of me were taken, how perfectly I looked, failing to realise that beyond them being aesthetically pleasing, they didn't make me feel anything.

But when I lost my mom and would spend hours looking through photographs from our life together, I would naturally gravitate towards those memories that told a more honest story. Because those were the ones that had her real personality in them and made me feel connected to her.

The truth is that nothing can beat the emotion of that spontaneous moment you live that can't be recreated. It's where all our essence is hidden. And I think that is the real magic to document and remember. It's what creates true legacy worth hanging on the walls of your home...