05/16/2026
There’s something strangely emotional about realizing you’re reaching the end of the supplies that started it all. 🥹
This roll of fishing line has been with me for over 10 years. OVER 700 YARDS of it. And somehow, after countless knots, tangles, trial-and-error creations, late night crafting sessions, custom orders, breakdowns, breakthroughs, and so much learning… it’s finally almost gone.
I actually stole it from my dad’s tackle box years ago. (Sorry Dad. Technically this was a long-term borrowing situation. 😂)
At the time, I had no idea what Soul Crafted would become. I just knew I wanted to make pretty things with my hands. Since then, this one roll of line has held together hundreds of suncatchers, car charms, crystals, experiments, messy first attempts, and pieces that ended up in homes all over the place!!!
It feels symbolic somehow.
Like this tiny, ordinary thing quietly witnessed every version of me becoming who I am now.
Every time I picked it up, I was building something,
And now I’m down to the last little bit of it.
Part of me wants to preserve it forever. Part of me thinks the most beautiful thing I can do is use every last inch creating something meaningful.
