Watching my grandfather work taught me that not everything was fluid. There were certain things that you hit from different angles, but you never gave up on. You did the work that was needed, wherever that work took you.
When my husband and I got married, good friends gave us a gorgeous woodturned bowl for a wedding present. That was the first I learned of woodturning, and I became enamored with the artform, which involves strength, patience, skill, precision, and faith—all traits I wanted to infuse in Hannah.
I loved discovering the way her work (and how watching her grandfather work) informed her journey—helping to keep her one step ahead, helping her to not give up even in such an impossible situation.
