It really was the best of times and worst of times, that first Christmas of 1995. It was the best because I had just met Bill, the man who would become my husband and business partner. It was the worst because his mother Connie, a young widow, lay clinging to life in a hospital room. She had a degenerative illness so we could not be optimistic that her health was going to improve. It was heart-breaking and so, so sad.
Their family did not have Christmas stockings for grown-ups, only for children. I decided that making some stockings and filling them with a few small treats was going to be the only real hope for Christmas cheer that we were going to have that year.
Before her illness Connie was a very talented weaver and had a very minimal aesthetic. “Less is more” was her motto. She needed a stocking made from sophisticated textiles, simply constructed. I pulled out my antique Japanese indigo fabrics, rescued from old kimonos that I bought in Tokyo and I cut them up (gasp! I loved her that much!) and made her a stocking. I filled it with some hand lotion, a pair of fuzzy socks, and a few small treats that would be nice to have in the hospital.

We were able for fill that stocking for three more Christmases before she died and I still have it. It was so perfect for her and for what she needed Christmas to be: comfortable, portable and not too overwhelming.
And then I needed to make a stocking for Bill. Bill had just hiked the Appalachian Trail, a 2,000 mile hike through the mountains of the east coast of the US which takes six months to complete if you hike all day every day. He was also missing his family’s cat, who had just died, so I made him a soft, furry, backpacker’s stocking.

A large, red heart made out of polymer clay sewn to the outside of the stocking conveyed my affection for him and the small jingle bells sewn around the top were festive without being annoying.

Eleven years later I still love this design, with its secret pockets and straps. The best part of the backpacker’s stocking is that I made all the pockets different sizes, which require thought to fill. The tiny pocket is excellent for a lottery ticket or a ticket to an event.

The long, zippered pocket on the back is fun for a new pen or a new hankerchief. The straps lend themselves to a magazine rolled up or a Toblerone bar. There’s a secret pocket on the back that is perfect for a gift certificate for a tai chi class or a fun photo.

The main compartment is big enough for socks, small books, new art supplies or a new pair of gloves.
If your family doesn’t have stockings, think about making one that reflects each family member’s personality and interests. They don’t have to “go together” or be perfectly crafted, but don’t hold back on the making part–the more they reflect the recipient, the better.