Sara White

Craft, A Lasting Love?

I’ve come to realize that the act of creating is a lot like falling in love. Butterflies flutter in the belly, the chest begins to swell and there’s an unexpected skip in each step. Passion takes over and it’s unclear where you begin and your love ends. Over time the relationship is tested and either matures or fizzles out. For the loves that last, the cycle perpetuates and at the end of the day what’s left is a feeling of coming home.