"Crafty" can mean a lot of different things
8 years ago
As time went on, I got married, we had our first child and after school was done, we were able to purchase our first house (a cute little fixer-upper). From it, I grew a love for flowers and gardening. It was my sanctuary, my happy place. I could enjoy time outside with my children, all while I worked to make that space more beautiful. I was also able to work with my children and teach them how to plant and take care of their special flower. Sometimes that meant replanting the many plants they "helped me" with. Either way though, we have been able to learn and grow together.
As time has gone on and life keeps getting busier with more kids and more activities, I still feel a lot of peace when I am able to be out in my gardens. It is a place of peace where I can go and get back to the basics. It reminds me to slow down and look at the beauty around me, because it is there!
Just the other day I was working in our new yard (we just moved to Arizona and I am discovering that most people don't do their own yard work). Our neighbor came out and said "Wow that looks like a lot of hard work and no fun." I responded by saying, "Actually I love it and find it very therapeutic for my soul!" I think it confirmed to him that I am actually crazy...because who else but a crazy mother of 6 would find yard work therapeutic!
As much as I would love to be this amazing crafty person, it is something I have to work at. I do like to, in the hopes that my children will be more naturally crafty. I love being surrounded by so many talented family and friends and love it when they take the time to help me find my creative side in their loving and kind ways.