Maybe it does matter after all
I often wonder whether my crafting is worth it. I know it’s worth it to me personally as far as the sanity it provides me as well as the sense of accomplishment, the feeling of creativity, not to mention sometimes saving money (especially in the home decorating end). But is it worth the space it takes up in our home, the time I invest into it, and what about the recipients? Would I have been better off purchasing something? Maybe I’m just an insecure crafter, maybe this is normal. I don’t know. Every now and then I get an outside glimpse of appreciation that keeps me going.
A few nights ago while eating dinner Little Miss Sunshine suddenly looked at me and asked, “Do you have a book like I do?” Considering we had not been talking about books I had no idea what she was referring to and asked for clarification. “Do you have a book like I do from when I was a baby?” Aha! “Are you asking if I have a scrapbook of pictures from when I was a baby?” Her eyes lit up “Yeah!!!” Now, Mom, don’t feel bad. People didn’t scrapbook back then like they do now, and I’m sure life was a little simpler and motherhood had a little less pressure because of that! 
I looked at her and said, “No, honey, I don’t have a book like you do (actually 2 books), but I do have some pictures I can show you.” That seemed to satisfy her. And it made my day!
