2014 — 2025

Ten Years of Bella

From her first days to February 2025, these photographs hold moments from Bella’s ten years—and the memories I carry of growing alongside her as her father.

The photographs follow Bella through the years. The accompanying reflections draw on memories from across her childhood.

Bella, 2014

2014

The daughter I had been waiting for

I cut the umbilical cord. There she was: my Bella, at the beginning of the life we would share.

Bella, 2015

2015

A little girl, a whole world

Her face, her voice, her little ways. I was learning how much love one child could bring into an ordinary day.

Bella, 2016

2016

Growing into herself

I remember how much she wanted to understand and how much she already had to say.

Bella, 2017

2017

So much joy in knowing her

Bella was curious and full of energy. She was not in a hurry to choose just one version of herself.

Bella, 2018

2018

Our own little routines

Stories, music, laughter, and the ordinary moments I wish I could return to.

Bella, 2019

2019

Adventures together

I remember our family trips and the moments when being together was all that mattered.

Bella, 2020

2020

The smile I remember

She could make me laugh. She could challenge me. She could remind me how much joy there was in a simple day.

Bella and Babe drawing

2021

Made her own way

Bella loved drawing, singing, making things, and discovering what she could do.

Bella, 2022

2022

A world to explore

Her ideas and wishes were entirely her own. She still had so many things she wanted to try.

Bella, 2023

2023

The life between photographs

Our memories include bedtime stories, shared chocolate, music, and little arguments that became our favorite routines.

Photo year confirmed by her father.

Bella, 2024

2024

Ten years old

She wanted to go to Paris. She loved Stuffuls. She wanted to keep playing, learning, and growing.

Bella with family, January 2025

2025

Always my little girl

She was still making plans, still finding things to try, and still calling me Babe. I carry her laughter, her love, and the memories of our ordinary days with me.

Bella gets the last word

“It’s easy, Babe. Let me show you.”

Her voice. Her spirit. Always remembered.