My Story Box

The past week I periodically have thought about the different stories that have burned a whole in life in good ways and in bad. I have wondered which have made a profound effect on my life, what stories have scoped me to be the person I am today? There certainly are a lot of stories that I have arisen due to my family's love for vacations and in those vacations adventures. Certainly I can see how they shaped me, but I am not sure how to shape those into a story that I could tell in a box. They are more imaginable in a grand collage or moral. A lot of my life the past 7 years has revolved around my jewelry business and I could definitely tell you a few stories about that. I could tell the class about how that created a unique life for me as I went through high school running this business and going to shows on weekends. This story could tell you about all of the interesting people I have met along the way and believe me those people have made more of a profound effect on me that I can even explain or even see the results of, but I know that in some way each of them has touched me. I could tell you that story, but I want to distinguish myself from my jewelry. I have told stories about jewelry and made jewelry such a part of me my whole life, that with this project I really wanted to focus on something else.

I want to say I did have the intentions of digging into my past and coming out with a story that would be really fun and exciting, maybe laughable, however, I think I have found the right story and to me it is really not laughable at all. I arose at this idea for a story when I was asking my mom if she could think of a story in my life that makes me the person I am today. She threw out some things that I couldn't really expand upon or did not really have strong feelings about. Then she suggested my health issues. At first, I was skeptical because I really did not want this to be focused negative energy especially with everything I have been dealing with lately. I wanted this project to be therapeutic as crafting is to me.

I realized that telling about my health might just be the therapy I need even though I think it will be a struggle. Maybe if I dig deep enough into the story I will pinpoint all of the good that have come out of it.

So I have started to collect things to put in it and just grabbing the material pieces of this story really are upsetting me. I feel like I want to cry already. As much as I know that all of these things take a tool on me, I never knew it would make me so emotionally. I am ready to see what else comes out of this.