I think "why bother" a lot, when it comes to the crafting and sewing I have enjoyed through the years. Sometimes it is a great joy to create something. Other times it seems a chore. Sometimes it seems like why do I bother making things, I can only use so many quilts and bags and scrapbooks and aside from donating them, or cluttering up my own space even more, does anybody really need them? Do I really need all of these supplies that overwhelm me at times and bring an immense sense of guilt for not using them more often? It is something I struggle with.
So far as loss and grief go, I see the connection for myself between not wanting to make things because I don't have the family and friends that other people seem to have. So who will I give them to? Who do I pass down family heirlooms? I too have an estranged family member, a son, who I was very close to, but now he wants nothing to do with me. Wondering constantly what changed, what did I do to damage that relationship. I have asked and get no response. So I feel the pain of others who have encountered this.
I have no answers. I truly wish that I did. I suppose there is not much help in my post aside from saying I can relate, nobody here is alone.