It’s heart wrenching to “de-stash”
my stash of
fabric
and
trims
and lace
and
notions
and
all the goodies forwarded to me over the years.
While going through it all, I
dream ~ a lot ~ of what I could make with this and that.
But then I ask myself, why?
Why do I make things?
I remind myself how much I
love to sew
to quilt
to
cross-stitch
to
crochet
to
spin
So through the tears of
letting go and sorting into stacks for this person or this group or this
project for whatever reason or cause, I’ve made some life-changing decisions.
Really, it’s a re-focus.
It’s time to move on.