Growing up, I watched my mum sew — but I always thought embroidery wasn’t for me.

When the world slowed down, I did too. After being made redundant, I needed something to quiet the noise and bring me back to myself. I returned to sewing in a slower, more mindful way — and discovered a love for hand embroidery I hadn’t expected.

What started as a small act of self-care has grown into something I now share with thousands of people every day.