I’ll never forget the 2014 Winter Olympic Games.
That’s when I learned to embroider.
While my husband cheered on the bobsledders and skiers beside me, I toiled over the 24 hand-stitched, felt ornaments that would hang on our Advent calendar that Christmas. Never mind that I had never embroidered a single thing in my life or that December was still ten months away, Advent that year would be something special.
As a mom to three small children, I was feeling the pressure. I needed to impress. I needed my kids to see that our Savior was better than Santa, that gratitude trumped gifts, that reverence ruled over revelry. And I knew just how to do it…
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