In February 2020, just weeks prior to the COVID-19 pandemic, my husband and I spent several days at my parent’s home as a late Christmas gift to them, the gift of time. We live a couple of hours away and decided collectively that mom needed some help organizing and setting up her craft room that had gone unused for years. She’d been cranking out handmade goods for every charity under the sun for years, all while using other spaces in the house and at their church. It seemed like the perfect way to spend some quality time with mom, working on what she loves doing the most. She loves making…