I truly love making things, but I can't seem to find my niche. I love this hobby of mine, even before I know I did. In college, I toyed with the idea of being a photographer. (I still LOVE the idea of a dark room). When I got married, I made the wedding programs. When I had my baby, I made the birth announcements. When I found out my mom had died I stayed up all night crying and making 12x12 announcements to be placed in all four of the buildings that make up Riverdale Towers (where I was raised and where my parents lived until the end).
I prayed for a long time because I really thought that if you found something you loved, you could find SOME WAY to make money from it. Maybe I was not meant to make money from it. Maybe I was meant to be good at project management, at putting the pieces together for organizations to meet or exceed goals, to participate in the machine...but at home, in the quiet solitude of my craft room...I would create.
Well, look out world. Here I is!
Love, peace and crafts.
Cas
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