I made a handmade card for the first time in 32 years...and it might heal me a little bit
It was my "chosen mom"'s birthday on Friday, and I get to see her in a few hours to give her her gift and spend time with her. I made a batch of her mother's recipe for sugar cookies, and it was my first time ever baking. I also made her a handmade card.
The last time I handmade a card was for mothers Day when I was 6. My bio mother was having a bad day, and she ripped it up in front of me after I gave it to her. Ever since I promised myself I'd never make anything for anyone ever again because I didn't want to go through that heartache.
But my mom is different. She will be grateful, and she hardly ever shows her frustration at anyone. I know she will be happy to receive her gifts, but I am still a little anxious.
But I made a thing and I'm so proud of myself!