Something About a Doily

I've been thinking about doilies lately. More than anything because it reminds me of my grandma and I miss her. She was always working on a new one - even though she had a box full of unused and unfinished ones in her craft closet. "You can never have too much of the things you love." From time to time she'd pick up an old one and start where she left off, always sure to pull me aside and show me the details that had already been handcrafted. I loved how beautiful each detail was and how not one was ever the same. Somehow she would manage to wrangle me aside and sometimes we would look at it for thirty minutes, or more, admiring the work that was put into it. Even though it could take her months to finish one [hey, I get it, that's how crafting works], by the time it all came together each one was more beautiful than the last. 

This might not have been the metaphor she was trying to teach me, but I've learned to focus on the details and take life slowly and not for granted. In this fast moving world we live in, it's easy to lose focus and miss the details. With social media and technology soaking up so much of our time, it's good to just sit back and...make a doily.