Tonight I am looking at penguin patterns - deciding what I'll use to make my son's amom's Christmas gift.
If you want the back-story click here.
That post ended with the pillows.
Oh, sorry, I got distracted. That's the way it is with a crafty mind ... it is hard to keep up with it sometimes. And interestingly enough, several years what I made her for Christmas turned into ideas of what to make friends and family for Christmas too.
The year of the pillows I made pillows for everyone at work, and for all my sisters and nieces, my dad and mom, my hubby's entire family. Each one was unique. I didn't realize pillows would be so much like bunnies.
The same with the yea I made the totes. I made over a dozen of them as gifts. I picked designs for specific people. From winter snow birdies, to Victorian roses, to bats, to flames and motorcycles.
So why do I do this?
Because it is clearly who I am.
I am creative and I love to make stuff for people.
I love to see their face light up.
When I started making gifts for her, it was back before they closed the door.
Once the pictures stopped, I was still the same person, and so I continue to send gifts.
Granted they're not worth a whole lot, but I made them especially for her.
A simple 'thank you' would have been nice, but it has never happened. It probably never will.
When we expect anything in return, it is no longer a gift.
These are gifts, because it is who I am.