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The Trixi Lou Project helps curate lasting legacies through post-diagnosis photography, regardless of ability to pay.




There is beauty in the sadness, the grief, and the discomfort.

The loss of my mother came after a brief but difficult journey with cancer. As I went through her things after her death, I found only six photographs of us together. With each of those photos, I was right back with her, smelling her perfume, feeling the warmth of being wrapped in her robe, hearing her laughter. 

Throughout my grieving process, over and over again I wished I had documentation of my mother's illness - to validate what we experienced together, to share raw, special moments with people who loved her, to remember my mother and myself exactly as we were. And so, The Trixi Lou Project was born.

Any diagnosis can be disempowering and tiresome. How rapidly or gradually things will progress is unknown, and the information, advice, medications, procedures, and treatments coming at you are daunting. A Legacy Session is an opportunity to pause with your people...a moment of peace amidst the chaos of your new normal. Take the pause and create a legacy from you, for them.

It is with the greatest honor and privilege that I hold this space and create this experience for you and your loved ones to share. Thank you for trusting me with this process.


Allison Bush

Founder & Photographer

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A month after my husband Adam was diagnosed with cancer, Allison reached out to me and asked if we wanted family pictures taken. At first it felt wrong somehow as we usually only took photos during happier times, not during moments of sadness and uncertainty. We agreed but I let the children pick out whatever they wanted to wear. Gone were the days of coordinated outfits and forced poses, I wanted a stress free experience. I’m so grateful we have these photos, looking back I can see the family dynamic that was ours alone. I see the strength and love that would hold us together on the long, sad road ahead. I can still feel Adam’s arms wrapped around me, my head against his chest hearing his strong heartbeat that would fade less than a year later. It was my safe place and my home. The horrible diagnosis was gone, if only for a moment. A moment forever captured in a photograph.

Sarah Darby

Wife of Adam Darby (7/21/69 - 6/17/19)

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