After putting the things I had purchased from Petsco into my trunk last Friday evening, two ladies approached me, one with a little girl sleeping in a stroller. They looked like they haven't had a shower in a few days. Their hair was greasy and their clothes looked like they have been wearing them for a few days.
I was very tired after a long day at work, hoping to get home finally, eat dinner, and change into something more comfortable (like sweats). As soon as I heard these ladies (yes, they were indeed decent ladies), begin with, "We are hungry," I was skittish to continue hearing them. However, something inside of me told me to listen.
"Ma'am, we understand if you do not have anything to give. We have four children between the two of us. We literally are living under a bridge and we only want to give our children some food," said the blond.
"If you have a card or any contact information we'll gladly pay you back as soon as we are able to," insisted the brunette with a look in her eyes that she was about to cry. I saw those eyes, the sincere faces, and something inside me said, "Just buy them some food. You do not have to give them money."
The closest place at a walking distance from my car was a Chipotle. So in we went to a fast Tex-Mex place. I had thought I was hungry, but I realized I was not starving. I could still go a few hours, maybe even the whole evening, without food. These people were starving.
We went inside and they very politely asked what they could have. I told them that they could have what they wanted, and suggested the burrito, since it was a big tortilla stuffed with many things. Two meals, and two drinks is what they ordered. They said they did not want to abuse. As soon as they got their orders, I went ahead and ordered a Margarita special. I realized that is all I needed to feel better after a long week of hard work. They left with their two orders, and two drinks, the little girl sleeping in the stroller, and a, "May God bless you!" The look of relief in their faces was satisfying enough for me. Their kids were about to get some food.
Never underestimate how God works. Regardless if you go to church or not, if you believe in Him, then follow; He will take care of you.
Have a wonderful and positive day! You are the one that makes it positive. Go for it! :)
Crocheting and many crafts had never interested me during my childhood. My paternal grandmother knows how to knit and she used to knit so fast and make sweaters, and all of the neat things that she used to sell when my father was growing up. When I was growing up, she just made these cute things for us and the rest of the family. Growing up, I asked her to show me how to knit. I wanted to do what her fast knitting fingers would do and make all that she made! However, I was not as talented. As soon as I began to knit, I thought it was boring. I was a child who needed to be outdoors, and sing, and dance, and figure out solutions to problems. Ergo, the fast knitting fingers was what I wanted, but I did not have. Grandma would tell me, "You need to keep practicing everyday and you will get better and faster that way." This is very true, however, even though I had patience as a child, I could not bare the boredom.
My sister, on the other hand, knew how to sew and do cross embroidery, etc. She knows how to knit and she knitted me this awesome purse for my birthday a few years ago (in 2008 to be exact).
The colors, the detail, and she even lined the inside with a black cotton shirt I used to wear in college (that did not fit me anymore, of course). My sister is holding the bag in this picture. She is smaller than I am in size (just about an inch shorter than me, so we are almost the same height). I had given her a bag with old but nice shirts that didn't fit me anymore. Whatever she didn't want, I was going to give away. She new about this black sleeveless shirt, and she knew how much I liked it (so comfy!). She lined the inside of the purse with it, and even gave it a pocket! The purse has a zipper too. Awesome purse!!
One of my cousins gave my nephew (born Dec., 2011) this beautiful green baby blanket, where she knitted the blanket and crocheted the border.
I kept thinking what a wonderful gesture, he will have this for the rest of his life, and say, "My aunt made this for me."
I also kept thinking, that the aunt he would be referring to would not be me... So what could I make for him with a lot of love that he could always have?
This past new years eve, my husband and I went to NYC to visit an aunt of his (his Godmother). She lives in CT, very close to the city (well, close for people in TX, and maybe other states that drive longer distances). One night, while we were watching television, she would crochet what looked like something a bit smaller than a blanket, but not quite a throw either. I knew that crocheting was done with one hook, but I had no idea how it worked. So I sat my 34 year old behind next to her, and asked her to show me. She was doing a stitch called single crochet: the basic stitch in crocheting. And she was making an afghan.
When we came back home, I went to a local Walmart and bought a crochet kit, complete with a picture guide and with a few different sized hooks. I bought a yarn, and began to learn how to crochet on January 4th, 2012. Here I was, at 34 learning how to crochet. A craft I always thought was boring! Then I found out this whole community online that teaches with free online videos (much better than the black and white pictures I had learned with), and many online sites with info. Since I cannot stand making something that will not be useful, I began practicing different stitches by making granny squares, and coasters, and dishcloths, before I made my husband his beanie and scarf. (Video bellow is of the scarf, not a tutorial, and in English; my husband is sporting the scarf and beanie, and the bad picture of myself is the night I finished the beanie).
Suddenly, this craft I never thought I would do, I am doing! And I'm making things! Useful things! It's a great passion and a de-stresser. As I work as an accounting manager, and do a few different taxes for a couple of companies, crocheting has taught me to just think about the craft project I am doing, and forget about all the other problems. It really has taught me as an adult, how peaceful it is.
My husband now tells me that we don't have to buy presents anymore! That he has me to make presents for everyone else now. HA! Cost effective. :)
Here are some loafers I made for my nephew:
And so today, I am now at project number 19. I will post another blog with most of my projects soon. With pictures! And please comment, let me know if you would like any of the free patterns. If you are on ravlery, my username is Laly7. Look me up!
Just as I got inspired to to something different, I hope this will help other people find the inspiration to start something new. Go out there and find something new, even if you don't know what else you want to do: may it be beginning to learn a new language, starting to draw or paint, playing squash, preparing to go on a trip, learning to sew, or carpentry, or starting a new business. Come on, get inspired! You never know, you might get surprised that you are really good at something you never thought you would be.
Have a wonderful and positive day! You are the one that makes it positive. Go for it! :)
