I’ve always loved writing. I’ve always loved creating. As a kid I loved crafts, making things, and making plans for selling them in a stand by the road. Except I never did that. I lived in the woods. Not in a neighborhood. The only one who would have bought anything is probably my dad out of pity. What would he have done with yarn wrapped popsicle sticks anyway?
As an adult, I started making jewelry (about 11 years ago) as something to do. I had a very uncreative job at the time that I hated and making fun jewelry for myself and friends was a great distraction for me. I discovered Etsy and opened up a little shop. It was just for fun and to fund my own bead purchasing habit. After switching jobs to one I loved, I stopped making jewelry as much as it was a little too time consuming. I spent most of my free time at the gym. Entering the gym-rat stage of my life.
A few years later, after a life changing trauma, I picked up a camera. I taught myself how to use it and unexpectedly started my photography business. That was 8 years ago. I dove headfirst into it and while building that, I had my 2 boys, Sam and Bo. I worked full time as a photographer and full time as a mom until pausing my photography business in 2016.
During all of this, I would come across quilts that I loved online, and I saved them. I even bought a few patterns to make quilts, although I didn’t own a sewing machine. I was drawn first to Amy Butler’s fabric and bright colors. I always thought quilts had to be traditional and old fashioned. I loved that my grandmother made quilts (and taught me how to sew when I was young), but I wanted to make something that was bright and modern. I tucked those patterns away for another time. “One day”, I thought.
In 2014, with an amazon gift card from my birthday, I bought a small Singer sewing machine and decided I was going to learn to make things. I obsessed over fabric (over purchasing), I bought little girl dress patterns to make cute dresses for my niece and friends kids, and I made quilt plans. Most of the dresses were disastrous…but I plotted my first quilt and started sewing. It’s crooked and so imperfect, but it’s my softest, most favorite lap blanket ever. I use it still every day. I quickly made another since my son said he needed one too.
I was hooked.
Throughout the last few years, I’ve made several more quilts and gifts. Currently I have 4 tops ready to finish, and 3 more planned. It’s my happy place. When business is crazy, life is crazy, it’s the one thing I do for me.
And there is something special about a quilt. It’s like giving someone a hug. It’s warm and made with love. There’s nothing quite like it.