Engaging in knitting has revealed a great deal about my own nature. Beyond the skills of creation, I have discovered the influence of my mindset. I've come to realize that I am the source of my own turmoil.
It's impossible to point fingers at others for the negative thoughts I harbor. We are all aware that what we think, we inevitably accept as truth. For me, each sweater stands as a clear testament to this reality—a constant reminder to be mindful of my words.
I often find myself rolling my eyes 🙄 at my own behavior… seriously, who do you think you're talking to, Gaye!?
How does that reel go? Am I the drama?












