Most amazingly, my grandmother was the one who noticed that I couldn’t sit still in church and was wise enough to put a crochet hook in my hands and get me to see what I could create on my own. From there, I learned to crochet, then draw, paint, and craft. To this day, as a family (even the men) we’re constantly talking about our handcrafts and how we can improve on them. Every year, we trade names and look forward to handmade gifts from one another. They’re cherished above all others. She is an amazing woman, and I’m proud to call her my grandma!