I posted a photo of this little bird earlier, but never told the story behind it.

My mother died 4.5 years ago from cancer. She was diagnosed with terminal colon cancer when she was only 54, but aggressive experimental treatments, and a heart & spirit as big as a continent, kept her alive for another 7 years. My mother loved birds. She particularly loved cardinals, and the bright flashes of red they brought to white snowy days back in Indiana where she raised me.
When she died, I almost felt like she was making her presence known to me through birds, particularly a few blackbirds that have entered my life. When I lived in Illinois I had two of them living outside my door, that would show up in particularly sad or rough times for me. And after I moved to England, I found that a blackbird had sort of adopted me. His name is Jeff, and he has flown into my home a dozen or so times since moving in, and lives outside my sitting room window.
I decided one morning to teach myself how to do an applique using my newly acquired (but basic) embroidery skills. So I made a bird, thinking of my mother. She loved all birds, but the red was her favorite… so as a sort of blended compromise I made a basic bird shape with the cardinal color. And I though of her as I made it, and I missed her, and I loved her.
And now this little brid’s story has grown, because as part of this project I surprised a woman with this bird, a woman whom I have never met and who is currently in her own battle with cancer. Over on this projects facebook page, her daughter wrote me a note:
“Wow, this is just so amazing. My dear Mum came home from Ireland today after an extremely emotional trip visiting family since being diagnosed with advanced cancer. She was immediately cheered up by a beautiful little bird that had been sent to her from a mystery crafter. It is beautiful and meant more than you will ever know to both my Mum and me. Thank you to the lovely Jen Jones for nominating her and thank you to the wonderful crafter who set up this fantastic and inspiring group. The world isn’t so bad after all! xxx”
This story completely represent everything I want this craft project to be. I want it to help the people making the crafts, by making them feel like they are making a difference, by giving a deeper meaning to their creativity, and by giving them a chance to create their own happiness through sharing. And, of course, I want the people receiving these crafts to feel the kind of love that only comes with something homemade, something unexpected.