After reading Stacey’s post about one little word, I thought about what my word could be. I considered the linked list of words in her post and pondered a bit. I knew I was supposed to pick a word to live by for the year but I struggled with that. That felt so big to me. I’m not sure if it because I had to move my office to the sewing room but as I was writing and thinking, the word thread came to mind. I love thread and if you enjoy creating with fabric, you know what I mean. Other than that, I had no idea why I picked that word. I suppose I could have chosen the word connected but thread felt better, more real and I liked that thread was something I could hold in my hand if I wanted to. And so I dug through my thread drawer and my grandma's sewing box and picked some spools to put in a jar to remind me of my word.