Inch by Inch: Accepting Hard Things

Over the years, sewing has become a way for me to process life.  When my biological children and I were separated, for the longest time I couldn't even look at my sewing machine.  Because a big part of the reason I started sewing was for them, and "now they were gone."  It was hard.  My…

I Draw the Line Here…

We have a little two bedroom cabin style home.  And when I say "cabin style", I don't mean a quaint charming log cabin that we made to feel like we live in a bit of history.  Or even a true historical log cabin that really is a bit of history.  I mean a home that…