Kelli Murray | Best Day Series


Kelli is an extremely talented individual. She is an illustrator, a children’s designer (Rylee & Cru), a mother, a wife and a friend. I’ve been lucky to get to know her this past year and work with her. Plus she has a daughter named Rylee and my angel baby is named Rylee! Going into her home and being able to photograph her sweet family was pretty awesome.

Here is Kelli’s response to my question: What was your best day?

My best day. It’s near impossible to choose one….because there are three that together rank at the very top of my list. And they are the most cliche, but I’d be lying if I told you that any day was greater or more meaningful. The first is when I married my husband, Sam. I was never the girl that grew up dreaming of her wedding day. I knew I wanted a husband and a family one day….but it was always that, one day. I set my mind on my career and personal goals and there was nothing or no one stopping me. But when I met Sam at 24, I fell hard. I quickly realized that he was the man that God set out for me. He made me a better person. He helped me to see outside of myself. He encouraged me in my strengths, and challenged me where I fell short. And mostly, he loved me. I remember walking down the aisle with my dad. Looking up at him, with tears in both of our eyes, letting the significance of that moment sink in. And then looking around to see all the faces of every person I have ever loved or cared about, together, celebrating that moment with me. I’ve never felt more loved and supported than I did that day. I’m not sure any other party will top that one for as long as we live!





The next best day was the day my daughter Rylee was born. She was our “whoops!” on our one year anniversary, to the day! The several months prior to her conception were some of the hardest of my life. I was struggling with my health and not finding the answers I needed. After months and months of visiting more doctors than I can remember, I finally found one that diagnosed me with severe food allergies and an immune function that was nearly shut down. I went on a drastic diet of gross tasting shakes and over 20 herbal pills a day with the hopes of rebooting my system and gaining my health back, my life really. As I was just getting used to this new lifestyle change (and still not yet feeling it’s benefits) is when I realized I was pregnant. I started crying when I saw the two blue lines slowly appear in the bathroom stall. Mostly out of fear, not knowing how this messed up body of mine could sustain a healthy baby, when I felt like I could barely make it each day on my own. I call Rylee my miracle baby because I truly feel like she was a miracle in my life. As 6 weeks turned into 12, turned into 20, I found my strength coming back. I was ravenously hungry, ALL the time (just ask my husband), and I soon realized that the foods that once made me so sick, no longer affected me. Somehow in the process of growing this child, my body was healed. Let’s just say, pizza never tasted so good. Rylee decided to come at lightening speed. 3 hours and 2 pushes later I was holding this perfect screaming healthy baby girl in my arms. Overwhelmed by God’s goodness and grace in my life, and feeling so privileged to be her mother. It was an experience I will never forget. And then three years later, on the NEXT best day, my son Cru was born….and I got to experience that same joy all over again!









Brooke White | Best Day Series


Today is the first day of a Monday series I am excited to share with you. It’s something I’ve been dreaming of for quite a while…and now it’s finally coming together.

In the beginning, this project was more for me personally. I was interested in getting to know these beautiful people I admire from a different perspective…not just the picture I capture. And then, it evolved in to something even more than I could have hoped and I would be selfish not to share it with all of you.

For each individual I spotlight, I’ve asked them to answer what sounds like an easy question…”what was your best day?” However what I’m realizing is that it has meant each of them having to dig a bit deeper than any of the easy answers. I have been and continue to be inspired by this journey and I’m hoping each of you will feel the same.

I want to introduce you to Brooke White. When I first met Brooke, just over 3 years ago, I was instantly drawn to her beautiful smile, her loving and kind personality and the way she makes you feel like you’re her best friend, even after 5 minutes. She stands up for what she believes in. She has a heart of gold and she loves life. And she even welcomed me to her home with homemade cupcakes.

Her answer.

“It may seem like I’m stating the obvious when I say that the day my londy loo was born was the best day of my life. Duh right? But, I made a list of other best days: that day my grandpa Gary gave me a brand new typewriter, when my parents brought home a newborn baby brother from the hospital the day before Christmas Eve when I was 11, wandering the cobblestone streets of London in 2010 and bought my first and last bottle of fine parfum, the most magical Fourth of July watching fireworks from a boat, or the time my biggest idol, the Carole King wandered into the Apple Store where my band was playing and stayed to listen till the second to last song, or coming up through the stage on a grand piano in the Wachovia arena in Philadelphia to a sold out crowd in the exact arena where a less than confident me had waited over 21 hours in the nosebleeds to sing for a chance at that golden ticket to be on idol, exactly one year earlier…
And the list would have to include the day I married Dave Ray in the temple and particularly the reception we had in the big backyard of my small childhood home where we danced with everyone we loved. All great big blessed days. Epic even.
But, if I had to choose just one, hands down, it be the day I held London June Ray for the first time. I wrote a song about it… “I’ve been so many places, got to live out all my dreams… But nothing on this earth compares to your birth and the first time I saw your face”. Nothing. We’d been married for 8 complicated confusing non-stop years and NEVER dreamed we had to wait that long for that day. She was our sweetest surprise. She was an intervention, she was a healer and the greatest love we’d ever known and felt. I remember my body shaking in the bed hours before her delivery. I’d had an epidural and didn’t expect to feel a thing. But my body felt like a living earthquake, shifting and shaking to make space for her to make her way into the world. It hurt. I cried. I was scared. The nine months leading up to that moment were somewhat of an emotional earthquake, preparing me to make space, shifting and shaking, pieces of my life that we’re drifting and sinking. It hurt, I cried, I was scared. I KNEW I’d love her more than anything but I knew everything was changing. Change is a good very hard thing. When it was time to push, it took about 20 minutes. My mom, sister and Dave at my side, my dad just outside the curtain cheering me on. The doctor asked me to tell her the story of how Dave and I met in between the pushes. Seemed like a good time. Haha. Mid story I felt the urge to give a hard painful push. The doctor said “she has lots of hair!”. That’s when I lost it, I cried. Hair! I gave one last push and there she was, goopy and gross and 8 pounds 12 ounces of perfect. They instantly laid her on my chest and I have never felt so high. I could have licked her clean like a mama lion. I held her close. I held her up “I’m your mom, I’m your mom, I’m your mom! “I told her over and over. I laughed and couldn’t believe my eyes. She was mine. I remember thinking “I don’t care about my job”. All that other stuff that I worried about. The sacrifices. Those other pieces of me that if spent so long putting together. Whatever. I had the whole world in my hands. Literally. She was this tiny but enormous new land, a promised land. All I ever wanted but felt like I would never reach. But so worth the longest journey. The days that would follow were some of the hardest physically. Nursing was a long-suffering painful act of patience, sleep was a distant memory, and life threw me an unexpected curveball. I existed in a dense fog. But she was my light, it was that love, that day that carried me through it all. It was my Loo. She is my best day.”



Sometimes when you’re photographing a family you make their oldest child stay in front of the camera just a little bit longer. This beauty is the daughter of my best friend. I just love this girl.

blosil family + salt lake family photographer


this family was a lot of fun to shoot, i mean, look at them. they’re gorgeous. but not only are they beautiful on the outside, they are some of the sweetest and kindest people i know. karyn is a friend of mine and i feel blessed to know her. she was kind enough to let me come to their home and photograph her and her family. love how they turned out.

announcing mini sessions + salt lake


this beautiful lady is one of my dearest friends. and her kids are the cutest things ever. as many know, i am a lifestyle photographer. i love capturing the moment and not necessarily everyone looking at the camera the entire session. although i do get those photos, i like the entire collection to be a story, your story. once a year i offer mini sessions and it’s that time to book. i have a very limited number of spots, so email me at beckykimballphotography@gmail.com and lets book it. november 9th starting at 11:00 a.m. i will shoot in this studio seen here in salt lake.








at home with truman and fitz.


photographing twins can be a bit tricky, but these two were angels. their momma is a friend of mine and has waited years to have children of her own. truman and fitz are absolutely adorable. i’m so glad i was able to capture them at home.










at home with amy f.


amy and chris are dear friends of mine and when she asked me to come photograph her family at home, i was giddy. everything about this shoot was perfect and i die over her family. she is an incredible mother to four littles and i’m so lucky to call her my friend.

if you’d like me to come to your home for a photo shoot, send me an email at beckykimballphotography@gmail.com and lets do it!










jylare smith + family


when a fellow photographer…let me rephrase that…when an amazing fellow photographer asks you to snap some family photos for them, it’s a bit nerve racking. jylare is one that i’ve loved to follow and love her art of photography. we seriously snapped these in twenty minutes one day and here is just a few. her little one is absolutely darling! thanks jylare.

harward family


i’m so lucky that she and i are friends. we met a few years ago and i absolutely adore her…and her family!
i may have a slight crush on her little jude, wink. she has a beautiful home and she is also the designer behind LOU AND LEE.

jackson family


i always love repeat clients and this family has the cutest little girls. thank you for a lovely evening!

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