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Maya Angelou.

by katrina

“I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a "life." I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”

on why i love to make

by katrina

Because for me, sometimes words are not enough to let someone know how much you appreciate them. How they open up their soul to you, hold your hand through pain and struggle, comfort you through the darkest paths. This is when my most passionate work is created. It becomes so much more than just fiber and pattern - it transforms emotions into a tangible piece of fabric that can be held, worn, carried, wrapped, and felt. My heart can be poured into my work through my hands. It doesn't need to be complicated work - sometimes these are the most simple pieces. The pieces in which I can focus on the sentiment and not the skill itself - a meditation on compassion and love and giving. An appreciation for the process as it unfolds.

From the planning... the making...

...and finally, the giving.

Thank you to my dear friend, for inspiring me to keep creating - and reminding me of how lovely the process feels.

xoxo and Happy Birthday.  

The Day My Mom Got Married

by katrina

In October of 2012, my mom lost her loving husband and partner of 33 years. An incredible man - my dad. 


Since then, our family has gone through unimaginable heartache and change. We’ve been on a journey that felt endless at times - ripe with tears and sadness, fueled by fond memories and the kind of energy that is only made possible by sharing physical space together. Living 500 miles apart makes those moments few and far between, but we do what we can. 


I’ve likened this journey to a kind of battle, but then at some point along the way I realized it was just life happening as it should. We all experience love and loss. It is inevitable. Sometimes these events are tightly coupled - tighter than we might like. Suffocating. We fight it - we go through a process that can seem so lonely, dark, and endless. And then one day - the light shines in. Maybe it is brief and small - a glimpse - but it’s there. It fades and returns. It seems to disappear, and then one day it blinds us. We see happiness that at one point we thought was impossible. We feel love again. It takes a new form, but it feels familiar. It feels good. Life is happening. 


Yesterday my mom got married. Her journey has been messy and intensely beautiful, like life should be. There is hope in her again that was difficult to see for some time. I was sitting in the hospital room the day my dad told her that he wanted her to move on. He hoped she would find someone else to love and live the rest of her life with. It was one of the saddest, most raw and strangely beautiful moments I’ve ever witnessed. I know now that she has found that someone. And that somewhere - wherever one goes after leaving this earth - a beautiful soul is smiling. 



by katrina

Hey...hi...April -- where did you come from?? Turned the page on my calendar this morning and realized this is the month I go to NYC for knit instructor training. Getting busy on course prep work- of course my swatches are knit in PINK!