Hi people on earth! I’m Grace Ann and you can call me 
Crocheting has always been something that fascinated me. At first, I never imagined that it would become such an important part of my life. I only knew that I loved using my hands to create something out of nothing, something that I could call my own. The first time I watched a tutorial on YouTube, I was immediately drawn to the rhythm of the hook and yarn. I remember struggling at first, not knowing how to properly hold the hook or even how to create a simple chain. But little by little, as I patiently followed along with the videos, I started to see improvements. It was so satisfying to notice that my hands were learning, that my stitches were getting cleaner, and that I was beginning to create pieces that I could actually be proud of. That feeling of accomplishment kept me going, and it fueled my desire to learn even more.
When I reached my fourth year in high school, the school introduced different clubs that allowed students to showcase their skills and talents. The choices were wide: cooking, beauty care, handicraft, and more. I browsed through the options, thinking carefully about where I belonged. When I discovered that there was a handicraft club, I felt a spark of excitement. As someone who loves working with my hands and who has a strong passion for creativity, I knew right away that this was the perfect place for me. So, I chose handicraft as my club, and it even became my major subject.
That decision was one of the best choices I made in school. Being part of the handicraft club gave me the opportunity to not only enjoy crocheting but also to enhance my skills far beyond what I had learned through YouTube. My teachers and classmates became part of my journey. I received guidance, inspiration, and encouragement that pushed me to try new patterns and techniques. I learned patience, discipline, and attention to detail. Most importantly, I discovered the joy of being surrounded by people who shared the same love for handmade creations. It was no longer just a hobby for me; it was something deeper, something that helped me grow as a person.
As time passed, I continued improving and experimenting with my crochet projects. Then came the year 2023. Out of nowhere, I thought about the possibility of selling my works. At first, it was just a simple idea, but the more I thought about it, the more excited I became. I started sharing this thought with my friends, and they were very supportive. One of them even encouraged me to make some items to sell and helped me along the way. I realized that this could be a chance for me to combine passion with purpose. I wanted to enjoy what I loved doing while also earning money from it.
With a mixture of nervousness and excitement, I finally decided to take the risk. I started my very own small crochet business. It was not big or grand, but for me, it was a huge step forward. I created simple pieces at first, sometimes a bouquet of crochet flowers or single items that people requested. To my surprise, people began to reach out to me through Messenger to place orders. I received messages from strangers and acquaintances who admired my work and wanted to support me. Every order felt like an achievement, and every finished piece reminded me that my hands could truly make something valuable. I honestly thought that my small business might not do well, but it did better than I expected.
However, the reality of being a student soon caught up with me. My studies started to demand more of my time and energy, and I found myself struggling to balance school responsibilities with my growing business. There were days when I felt guilty for not meeting deadlines, both in academics and in crocheting. Slowly, I realized that I could not manage both at the same time. It was a tough decision, but I knew I had to prioritize my education. With a heavy heart, I decided to take a break from my crochet business.
It was not easy to pause something I had worked hard for, something that gave me so much joy and fulfillment. But I reminded myself that it was only a break, not the end. I kept telling myself that one day, I would rise again and continue the journey I had once dreamed of. For now, I needed to focus on my studies and give myself the space to prepare for what lies ahead.
Even while on break, I never stopped thinking about crocheting and the business I started. I would occasionally jot down new ideas, research on better marketing strategies, and plan the direction I wanted to take in the future. In my heart, I knew that this was not just a passing hobby. It was part of who I am. Crocheting taught me the value of patience, creativity, and persistence. It also opened doors for me to connect with people and bring smiles to them through my handmade creations.
As I look ahead, I feel hopeful and determined. I have plans that maybe this year, I will continue again. I want to take the risk once more, only this time with more knowledge, better preparation, and stronger dedication. I want to step forward with confidence, not just as someone who loves crocheting, but also as someone who can be a good business owner.
My journey with crocheting is far from over. It started with curiosity, grew into a hobby, transformed into a passion, and eventually became a business. Even though I had to pause, I believe that everything happens for a reason. Pausing does not mean quitting. It only means giving myself time to grow in other areas of life so that when I return, I will be even better than before.
This story is not just about yarn and hooks. It is about chasing dreams, facing challenges, and believing in second chances. It is about choosing to continue even when life gets busy and difficult. I know that someday, I will be able to fully commit to crocheting again, to turn my passion into something lasting, and to prove to myself that the risks I take are worth it.
For now, I hold on to my plans and my dreams. I may not be actively selling at the moment, but the fire inside me has never burned out. I am still that same person who once watched YouTube tutorials with excitement, the same student who proudly joined the handicraft club, the same dreamer who took a leap into business. And I will continue to be that person who believes that handmade creations have the power to touch hearts.
My crocheting journey is a reminder that success does not always come instantly. Sometimes it requires patience, sacrifice, and trust in the process. I know that as long as I keep my passion alive, the right time will come for me to rise again, stronger and more determined than ever.