I come from a family of crafty women.
These women make everything.
They can sew anything.
AN Y THING!
My Grandmother, when I was young, made me and my sister all kinds of Barbie furniture.
We had the best Barbie stuff ever.
I was broken hearted as a child when we left B.C. and moved here, leaving some of those treasures behind.
If I could go back in time, my choices would be different.
My Handmade Raggedy Ann (again made from my Grandma) and my Barbie furniture would have made the cut.
But at a mere 10 years old how do you choose between those and the very first pink puppy stuffy that your parents gave you on that last Christmas that we spent there?
Hard choices to make.
Life is like that...allot of tough choices that are made and as a child you never really now why they were made or if you are lucky, you are completely oblivious.
I think I was lucky.
I know now that we had allot of tough Christmases.
Tough in the sense that my Mother, who is so kind hearted and giving, couldn't always give the things that she wanted to give.
She did such a good job of raising us that we never knew the difference until we were older and wiser and started to ask for things.
But even then when we did get some of those more expensive gifts, we KNEW that there were sacrifices made for us to have them.
I am so thankful for all I had as a child.
Because really, I KNOW there are some that had less.
So back to crafty.
My Mom made us all an ornament one year.
For the life of me I can't remember what color my Brothers was.
I'm fairly certain my Sisters was light blue with pink.
Mine was red.
I have had this ornament ever since I can remember; honestly I don't know the year. (Mom?)
I have always hung it proudly on my tree along with all my other store bought ones.
It looks so simple to make that I hope one day we can sit down together and make some for the boys.
And I really hope they enjoy theirs as much as I have enjoyed mine.