One of the biggest why's in my life for crochet is mental health. I didn't know the salvation it would provide for me when I learned how to crochet. It was just a fun way to pass the time with my great grandma that summer. After I had my first child and mental health struggles began to appear for her, I taught her how to crochet. Thru the years she would turn to it from time to time. As an adult she has found it to be a big release of negative energy, sense of purpose and a source of pride. As my younger two are getting older, crochet is a form of calm for them. Yesterday and today were hard mental health days. Days in which the hook can't cure. Yesterday, I spent the morning calling around Camden County NJ to find resources for my mother's mental health and today I spent majority of the afternoon calling around our county looking for resources for my daughter's mental health. I found a common trend....assistance for adults, especially adults that struggle to face their problems, is nearly impossible. It's a sad situation. If you don't have the right diagnoses, correct insurance or a screener that catches on to your deceptions, you wont get the help needed ... so many obstacles in the way. I am saddened, disheartened... We still haven't found either of them a bed...and for my mother, who is not in her right mind, they left finding further assistance up to her. It's so trivial. Tonight I say a prayer that non of you ever face this obstacle and for those that do, I pray you find the resources to guide you in the direction of actual assistance.