When Doing It the Hard Way Is the Point I decided I wanted to make fabric shamrocks. In my mind, they were charming. Crisp little shapes with personality. The kind of handmade detail

(Or, What Sewing Has Taught Me About Advancement Services) When I started sewing, I thought I knew what I was getting into. Fabric. A sewing machine. Some creative flow. How hard could it

I had been thinking about buying a sewing machine for a while. Not because I had a plan, but because I was spending Tuesday afternoons at a crafty hang group and watching people

Endings do funny things to us. The big ones. A job loss. A breakup. Losing someone you love. They crack something open and suddenly we’re asking real questions. Who am I now?

Finding Thanks When You’re Tired of Trying What if I don’t want to be grateful? I know. Terrible timing. Thanksgiving is around the corner. The internet is about to drown us