M here, today my blog will be a montage of pictures and thoughts. It's easy to to be a little self serving in a blog, especially when you like to show what you make or create. But really.... why do I craft? I suppose there as many answers to that as there are projects. Mostly I do it because it is fun. Sewing relaxes me, and when I am feeling stressed concetrating on matching opposing seams on a quilt helps me get my emotions in control.
But lately, I have had several friends with life challenging illness, and my reaction?
First of all I have been praying. Not the vague please God bless me and mine. Or the even vaguer and useless "sending good thoughts your way" But praying... God please heal my friends, their families, my mom. God please grant them the strength to go through these terrible times. God please grant them the peace that they will need to walk through this valley of shadows....
Then I sew, or crochet, or anything I can think of with a needle.
My friend is going to start chemo soon... what was my first reaction? Well of course she will need a cuddle quilt. I guess that started this whole train of thought.

14 Years ago my dad fought his last battle, I remember spending long hours at the hospital with him and my family. I had to have something to do. So I embroidered... and when dad passed, I put these away.
I am ready now to put them in a little quilt for a little boy in honor of my dad.
Another friend had some serious health issues a few years back. When he was in the hospital, and we were so worried I prayed and I sewed... and when he came home I handed him this.
My best friend in the whole world is a quilter like me. We have shared many a battle together. She always had a dream of making a quilt for her brother, but life intervened, and she has lost most of her vision. Her brother, also my very good friend has had some serious struggles, so I thought why don't I finish that for her and for him... so I sewed and had a great time finishing up my friends project.
So a couple of weeks ago, Mom fell ill and was in the hospital. During the time I spent with her I had to have something to do.... so I got some bright colored yarn and made some hats... and this little girl loves them.
All of this, was yes, meant to show some of my projects. But I like to think about what my motivations are when I make things. I guess the process of creating helps me to deal with some of my life's circumstances
Why do you craft? How do you deal with life's difficult issues? Does using a needle and thread keep you sane?