Growing up, I never expected I would have an interest in fiber. I didn’t give it much thought. I was busy with horses and an electric typewriter where I typed for fun!
For years as a child, I saw my mom do needlepoint, weaving the colors through canvas until a picture appeared.
After I left the house, she returned to knitting and made sweaters for my toddler son, and even a sweater for our beloved golden pit bull.
After her death, I bought knitting needles and thought I would try it in her memory. Years later, I’m still knitting and have added crochet to my repetoire.
She died without knowing I would be a knitter like her. She never knew her influence on me.
We can’t always tell how we are affecting others with our actions and choices. But we do.
This is why it’s important to do our best so we help future generations enjoy life.
Whether you are a mom, want to be a mom or will never be a mom yourself, blessings to all the women this weekend. Your loving heart makes a difference–keep on shining, my friends!