This image came up in my Facebook feed this morning. As we enter into a new year I am reminded of a simpler time in life. One in which the magic of Christmas was in homemade gifts and family traditions!
Each year my Auntie would make us all (4 in total) a new set of hat, mittens & a scarf. We would eagerly go outside with our sleds and try out our new gifts. Mother would have to take a picture of our colorful prizes (even though the film was black & white!). We just wanted to capture the moment.
As I reflect on those days I remember all the love we had for each other as siblings and the fun we had going out in the cold. We are grown now and have just recently, due to an accident to my younger brother, have all come back together. The last quarter of 2019 was a trying time for our family but with a happy ending!
Now as 202o rolls in I am going to make this the best year ever and remember the acronym KISS: Keep IT Simple Stupid! I have a habit of going bigger then I need to and making things more complicated then they need to! So this year I am focusing on de-cluttering my house. A much needed process. (My hubby is in the backroom cleaning now as I write this…LOL)
I am also making a BIG Commitment to my business this year! I am making a vow to do things with what I have….and I have A LOT! When I look around my studio I see so much potential. And there in lies the problem…too much stuff, too many ideas that I get overwhelmed.
Here is to setting goals, making a plan, and taking it one day at a time!!!
This is my Aunt Harriett. We just called her Auntie. She was such a gentle woman. She would do anything for anyone! She did not have children so my sister and brothers were like hers (our Mom was her sister).
She loved to knit! She could do other crafts as well but knitting was her passion. She made the most beautiful baby sets! Most she gave away. Every year at Christmas we all were eager to open her gift. We knew we would have a new hat, mitten and scarf set!!!! These are the last ones she made me. I never had the heart to wear them.
When I was growing up, Auntie and Uncle would come to visit every Saturday night and play cards with my mom and dad. She would always have a knitting bag in tow! She’d pull out those needles and her fingers would fly. I could sit for hours and watch her knit.
Eventually, around the 3rd grade, I decided it was time to learn how to knit as well. She had shown me how to crochet but that didn’t seem to click! It was many years later when a woman living in the nursing home I worked at taught me how to crochet and read a pattern.
Anyway! My first knitting needles were plastic. I would take my knitting to school and knit on our breaks. It was there, tragically, one of the needles got broken. Being plastic, I was able to sharpen it in the pencil sharpener. So what if one needle was shorter!!! LOL
My first garment was a sweater for my uncle. It was a pretty shade of royal blue. He was a big man and I was a little girl (grade school)so he seemed overly big. I made the biggest size in the pattern. Needless to say, it was WAYYYYY….too big. I told him I would tear it out and make it smaller. He said NO! He never wore it and when we moved him out of his house several years ago there was that sweater in a drawer ❤
My Auntie is gone now but her inspiration still burns within me. I will always carry her passion for making things!
I ask you….who inspired you? Please comment! I would love to hear your stories!