About Me

Thank you for visiting my blog, Love the Giver. My name is Katey and I live in Alabama. I have been married for 25 years and have 2 teen boys, 2 cats and one hungry dog.

I love all things old. Old cemeteries, old books, old dolls, old dishes, old lace and old people. I love history and exploring little towns and antique stores or flea markets. I love to travel and wander in a garden or down a little trail in the woods. We live in a house that we built but we did things to add old to it. Like old doors and light fixtures and door knobs.

I like to take pictures. I always have. But recently asked for a “real” camera for my birthday. I take pictures of things I love.

I’m crafty and a decorator type person with lots of interest in those areas but not a master in any. I dabble in all of it so I have a nice craft room over the garage that was once storage but now houses anything from a soldering iron to antique buttons, doll body parts to blank canvases.

I’m tired of all my paragraphs starting with “I” but I can’t think of how to change them up. Sorry about that! I know I should have had Mrs. Greenleaf in 11th grade and she would have taught me but I had the easy teacher and I didn’t learn anything!

So, welcome to my blog. I hope you enjoy what you read and see, and that you will decide to stay a while and see what I come up with. Thanks for visiting.

Katey

The past few years I have shared I Corinthians 13:4-8 in February on Instagram and Facebook, a little portion of the verse, each day and ending with Love never fails on Valentines Day. I have really enjoyed setting up little vignettes with these words but this year I wanted to do something different and decided to stitch the words.

I didn’t really have a plan and didn’t know where I was going to end up but I wanted to start and on a whim I grabbed up some old baby dresses I had in my stash and all the shades of red thread I had in my embroidery thread box (mom had given me years ago). And started stitching. I loved the process and how there was no real direction but that didn’t keep me from adding more stitches.

I started in November and it was some time before the project evolved into “pages” that I would make into a book. It was pleasing to see how each page turned out, each with their own little special touches. Annie was always in my lap and threads on my clothes. I didn’t work in any order. Some nights stitching words, another adding a backing, another embellishing.

It was a blessing to me to read and think and stitch on these words. I remember one night I found myself stitching words but not living them that particular day. It really turned my attitude around. I later confessed to Kevin the reason for my complete about face.

The words in this tender book are a gentle reminder of what love looks and feels like.

These words are simple.

Their impact unmeasurable.

Their blessings endless.