Prepare the Way
Well a full week of Advent is almost done. Each morning I place an ornament on the Advent calendar that my mom made me when I was pregnant with my first child and living FAR away in Texas. I think about her and her generosity with her creative skills. I also remember past Christmases when I would receive one gift that was a craft. I loved spending Christmas day needlepointing something new, or sewing or beading. I also remember bursting into tears when I became frustrated. I set expectations high even as a child. My mom would try her best to knit all the gifts and usually not make all the deadlines. She would wrap up works in progress, give them as gifts then ask for them back so she could finish them. This usually happened with sweaters. My cousin once just received all the yarn - it wasn't a work in progress at all... My mother was ambitious in her Christmas plans. This year I scaled back on knitting madly right before the holidays. I tend to knit all year long a