I was going through a box of my old things recently and came across a mug that was made for me. When I was in 2nd grade, we moved from Atlanta to Philadelphia. I very quickly made friends with a wonderful girl named Allie. During the years to come (we only lived there for 4 years, but in elementary school that's a lifetime!) Allie and I spent many days and nights together. Her mother was what I would call "super crafty". Now, my mom liked to make things and put together creative collages and photo albums...but Allie's mom was truly a crafster. She loved working with pottery, and was quite adept at the craft. Over the years, she made my parents a planter that looked like our house and many other treasures. This mug; however, is something I will treasure forever. I think that it may be the first piece of art that was made especially for me and the impact will be felt for a long time.
These days, crafts are a big part of my survival and my ability to support my little family. As I sit here at my craft table, a mug sits on my desk...with a mouse on one side (I used to have pet mice), and my name on the other. It has inspired me to continue crafting since the time I first got to know a woman who was so important to me during that time of my life. I am thankful that Allie Keech came into my life, and for her mother Ann. They say that everyone you come across is a piece of your puzzle in some way...that God puts people there for a reason, and it really is true.