New Range

As I get older, (I’m 34…where my cane at ya’ll?) I’m realizing more and more about my self. You would imagine this would to be expected, but I’m a slow learner. I’m realising that I need to sew and create in a way that even I can’t understand. It’s a pull that I have never had with any other thing before. It keeps me up at night. Literally keeps me up. If I have an idea I will stay up late and nut it out. I feel a little grumpy if I go days without sewing and I know I am a far better mother if I’ve had a chance to sew. I know now about myself that I can be more present and in the moment with my children if I have time for myself, preferably behind the sewing machine. Continue reading “Wah” »

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