change.

Change: To make the form, nature, content, future course, etc., of (something) different from what it is or from what it would be if left alone:to change one's opinion; to change the course of history.

Just hearing the word change would usually send chills down my spine and would fill my mind with anxiety...

I remember when I was a little girl my mom decided to go back to work and that would leave me home with my siblings. Immediately I thought, What will I do with out my mom? Who will play with me? Who will be there for me?
-Truth be told since my mom went back to work I created a special bond with my siblings that I probably wouldn't have if I always had my mommy there.

About when I was 10 years old my parents built a new house a few blocks away from our old house.  When I found out we were moving my thoughts went wild, again. Who am I going to play with? We can't bring our big, old apple tree along? And I won't be sleeping in the same room that I have known my whole life?
-But because I moved I met my childhood friends, that mean the world to me. And ended up having an upgraded room from my old one.

When I was in 7th grade my school decided to split into two Jr highs. All my friends were in the boundaries for the new school and I was stuck at the old school boundaries.  I thought to myself, Who am I going to eat lunch with? Who will I pass notes to? Who will I walk in the halls with?
-Since the schools spilt I was forced to meet new people; people who became my best friends and still are to this day.

Since I am the baby of the family, I have witnessed all my siblings get married and have kids.  Leaving me the single child of the family. Thoughts going crazy? Yep! I am going to be stuck at home with my Mom and Dad all alone? No more sister-chats? No more wrestling with my brothers?
-But none of that's true.  Since my siblings are married I have only gained amazing brothers and sisters; the more to chat with and wrestle with of course. And not to mention the little lives that they have created; I can honestly say my nieces and nephews mean the world to me.

The day of my high school graduation, everything I knew was about to change.  My life was about to do a complete switch and I didn't think I was ready  for that.  My best friend is going to move away? My guy friends are leaving on a 2 year mission? And everything I know now; is all going to change?
-I am so grateful to be out of high school and out in the real world. I am finding out who I am and where I want to be. I am finding out what is best for ME.

As you can see I feared change. The part of change that scares me the most is the unknown part.  The unknowing part of not knowing if everything is going to be okay if I change this one thing. The unknown part if I will still have friends after this one change, who will be there for me and what's going to happen. BUT I have finally come to realize that the unknown part of change is the most rewarding. If we always knew the outcome of things then we wouldn't have that experience or trial to go through.  Sometimes we change things so we can get the result we are looking for, but in the long run you come out with the result that you need.  I know God has a plan me and e a c h and every individual on this earth as well. He gives us change so we can open our heart to new adventures, new trials, new opportunities, and new blessings. I am putting my faith in my Lord; that he knows the unknown; and will accept every change with a full-heart, knowing something great will come from this.

I can't wait to discover the unknown.

Crafty McCraft.

I come from a family that is very talented in sewing, well at least my mom and sisters, so I have high expectations to match up with them.  This last Summer I made it a goal to sew a quilt and actually finish it all by myself. I had a box of old t-shirts from high school and thought I should put them to good use. I worked on this dang quilt all Summer long and finally finished the quilt right in time before school started. Yes, I made it all by myself; with just a little guidance from my momma.  Sewing isn't something that comes easy for me, i'm a perfectionist, and with sewing that can be a very fustrating trait to hold. But I am working on that, and only hope to be as great as a seamstress as my mother someday.

And here is the long-lasting finished product of the Summer...