No, that’s not an overstatement. I told this story the other night to my side- and downlines. I’ll tell it one more time.
It was more than 10 years ago when my older sister gave me a large rotary paper cutter for Christmas. It turned me into a real paper crafter. Until then if I was making a card (computer-generated) I would measure the half-way point of each long side of card stock, draw a pencil line with a ruler, and cut it by hand. Scoring? Never heard of it.
I replaced that cutter after the blade mechanism wobbled too much for any sort of accuracy, and wore out the next one, too.
But the true “gift” was using a real tool — the right tool for the right job, as a friend’s electrician husband is fond of saying. (She uses that to justify all sorts of purchases!)
My friend Jill is putting together a craft box for a young girl who’s shown interest in her stamping. The box is getting full of old Stampin’ Up! ink pads and retired stamp sets. Imagine the joy inside that box!
Have you ever fostered someone’s creativity in some way like this? What was the outcome?