I’ve always aspired to be the kind of person who could make a wardrobe out of curtains like Julie Andrews in The Sound of Music, and live gently and bravely like Miss Honey from Matilda.
Growing Up in a World of Wool
My fibre arts journey is stitched together with memories of the women who came before me.
As a little girl, I’d sit beside my Nan while she cross-stitched, embroidered and quilted. She was the first to show me that creating with your hands is a kind of storytelling, a kind of magic.
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My mum, too, was always surrounded by yarn. She crocheted day and night—blankets, clothes, gifts for family and friends. Eventually, I picked up a hook and began crocheting my own blankets. For the past three years, it’s been my favorite way to wind down and wrap others in love.
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In November of 2024, I decided to try knitting—and it’s been like falling in love with fibre arts all over again. There’s something deeply grounding in the slow rhythm of the needles, the intentional pace of slow fashion, and the beauty of heirloom-quality pieces that can carry a story across generations. Knitting has become my meditation, my creative expression, and my way of holding on to hope.
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My First Letter to Lilah
Dear Lilah,
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I haven’t met you yet, but I carry you with me every day—in the quiet moments, in the warmth of a hand made blanket, and in the dream I keep tucked safely in my heart.
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Knitting became my soft place to land during one of the hardest times of my life—a recent loss that words still can’t quite hold. Through the grief of a missed miscarriage, I found comfort in the rhythm of the needles, in the softness of the wool, and in the way creating something by hand gave me hope again. Each stitch has been a tiny act of healing, a quiet prayer, a whisper of love.
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As a preschool teacher and face painter, I’ve always found joy in the little things—freckled noses, big belly laughs, and the magic of creativity. That same wonder fuels this blog, Dear Lilah Knits—a space where I share my works-in-progress, dream up future heirlooms, celebrate designers I admire, and sometimes create notions with my own hands.
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Every post begins with a letter to you, my someday daughter. These words and wool are pieces of a legacy I hope to pass down. Whether or not you ever read them, they are for you—and for anyone who has ever loved deeply, grieved quietly, or stitched their way back to hope.
Creating, connecting, and crafting with intention.
Dear Lilah Knits is more than a blog—it's a heartfelt corner of the internet where I can gather all the things I love most about fibre arts.
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This space is for sharing my journey—one project, one post, one letter at a time. It's where I document what I’m working on, what’s inspiring me, and the little joys that come with making things by hand.
I also hope to create and sell patterns and handmade notions lovingly designed by me, with the same intention and care I put into every stitch. From heirloom knits to tiny tools and treasures, I want this space to be a shop filled with heart.
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And most of all, I dream of building community here—organizing local knit nights, cozy meetups, and gentle gatherings where kindred spirits can come together, yarn in hand, and feel at home.