Sometimes I feel very overwhelmed when it comes to my hobbies. It feels like there will never be enough hours in the day to do all the things I love.
When my children were small, I was sewing them clothes, knitting them sweaters, and we were always crafting something.
We didn't have a lot of money, I was a stay at home mom, so with one income we stretched that dollar as far as we could. I sometimes felt bad because they didn't always have everything, but we did have fun learning different crafts. We always made new ornaments for the Christmas tree every year, and they entered their wares in the local fair every fall.
I now see how those talents get passed down from generation to generation. I remember sweaters my grandmother made me and baby sets knit by both my mother and her mother. I learned to knit when my children came along and I knit for my grandchildren now. My love of all things fiber, whether it be knitting or spinning or dyeing yarn were taught to my children and are now being taught to their children.
It's nice to know that my passion for all things fiber will live on through them and they'll be making memories of their own one day.