Tanked!

I made these without a pattern, just looked at a lot of pics for reference. For some reason, I have a hard time reading people’s patterns. Thankfully, I’m very visual and can construct things.

I think I need to take better pics in the light. I was just so excited these are finnnnnallllllly done. It’s only been about a year. They are a gift for a friend. I hope he so enjoys!

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We All Fall Down

Behind the scenes of this craftmanic life, there has been joy and sorrow. I live a pretty great life, the American Dream life. I have a house with a white picket fence, two kids, a dog and cat, a job that I love and a partner who supports me and keeps me accountable. However, having this life also means that beyond the fence, there is reality to contend with.

The reality of my life, inside my head, lives depression. The subject has been brought into the media more so than ever. It’s not that people have just suddenly come down with depression, as if catching a cold. Before, I felt that the criticism was that people who have a mental illness just needed to “get over it” and move on. Yet, that’s not how this sickness works. I just can’t will it away.

I’ve now had to come to terms with this with my own child. My first born. The pride of my life. He was the catalyst of my adulthood. You see, I’ve been a parent my entire adult life. I found out I was pregnant at 18, had my son at 19, still very much a child myself, struggling with my demons. Now almost 18 years later, I have to watch him struggle with his and feel so powerless. I can’t just will it away.

This is intensely personal. This is very serious business. This is our reality. My son has attempted to take his life. With the onset of social media and all the news, I know many have been hearing about the numerous teen suicides there have been. Our town has been through several recently. And in my head, I just didn’t believe it could be my child as well.

We have been swept up with getting treatment for my son and it’s not easy. There are specialists and doctors and facilities and oh so much coordination to take care of. Not to mention the emotional trauma the family has to go through.

This is a journey. This is just the beginning. If you are or have been through this, we are not alone.

Endeavors – New & New!

Sometimes, okay, a lot of the time, I get bored of what I am doing. I know that things need nurture and care to grow and whatnot, yet I grow restless and find myself moving to my next fancy.

I like to blog. I like this blog. What I don’t like it not having the time to put into my little blog because I am inundated with my constant thinking and wandering.

In any case, I started a new store. If you would be so kind to check it out!
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