I never thought I'd be materialistic. But recently I came to the realization that not only had I filled my sewing room with so much fabric as to inspire dread, but I had come to a dead end in my quest to accumulate proof of my worth. After repeated failure and loss, I recognize it is time to detach and begin to accept myself as I am. Welcome to my blog, in which I record my efforts to empty my sewing room, find clarity, and use my fabric, skills and creativity to nurture meaningful connections.