Our First 90 Days

A note before we begin

For Aleah,
with all the softness.

Three months can sound small on a calendar. But measured in smiles, quiet moments, and all the little ways two lives begin to meet, it can hold so much.

This is a place for a few of those moments—nothing polished, nothing perfect, just a small record of us as we are. Keep scrolling. There is a letter waiting at the end.

Aleah and her partner smiling together on an evening out — One frame, both of us

The first three chapters

A story told in little things

Not a perfect timeline—just ten photographs that feel worth holding onto.

Month one

The beginning

A beginning is an invitation: to notice, to listen, and to learn the shape of a new “us.” Not every moment needs a grand story. Sometimes it is enough that it made us smile.

Aleah making a playful expression while holding a box of wafer rolls — The playful ones

Close portrait of Aleah's partner outdoors — A face worth remembering

Month two

The little things

The ordinary can become a keepsake: a shy glance, a shared joke, something held in two hands. Love often speaks most clearly in the details no one else would think to save.

Aleah holding a small handmade keepsake — Held with care

Aleah making a shy pose outside a shop — Caught being you

Two hands holding glowing candles together — A little light, shared

Month three

Still choosing us

Three months is still an opening paragraph. There is so much we have not seen yet, and that is part of the sweetness: more stories to hear, more laughter to keep, more ordinary days to make our own.