I was very young when I first got my hands on crochet, as a child I have seen a lot sweaters, baby dress, shawls, mats, done by my mom, this inspired me to become a crocheter. I was so mesmerized when mom does crochet because there is something magical about it. Taking a hook and piece of string or wool and turning it into a beautiful piece of art. Unaware that one day it will turn into my  passion.

I have always been asked why I love crochet it’s because it reminds me of time spent with mom while she was teaching me. I love the feeling of accomplishment when I finish a project that it’s all mine and has my flair to set it apart. And I love to crochet because it brings  joy on the faces of the people that I give it to see how happy they are that I spent time making them something special and something which is likely to be handed down through  generations. Today I’m living my mom’s dream of spreading the love for crochet.