With Mother's Day coming up, it got me to thinking about my own mother and how grateful I am to her for giving me a love of sewing. My mother is an exceptional seamstress, and I grew up in a home of several sewing machines, ranging from the fancy to the antique (a Singer treadle machine was converted to a vanity for my teen bedroom!)
My mom, around the time
she was teaching me to sew.
When I think about all the patience my mother practiced when teaching me to sew, I can get a bit emotional. Only now at this point in my life can I really appreciate what it took for her to sit down with a determined, but impatient teenager and show me how to evenly gather a ruffle for a challenging summer top that I simply had to make in a gorgeous navy and white Hawaiian print. And how at almost midnight, when I was nearly in tears because I really wanted to wear that top the next day, she sagely advised me, "If your sewing is starting to make you cry, it's time to stop sewing."
That's the kind of advice that's useful in a wide variety of circumstances.
Sewing has bonded us our whole lives, and it is just between the two of us. Neither of my other sisters got the sewing bug. In fact, my mother mounted her childhood sewing machine on a block of wood and presented it to me (it really sews!). I keep it on the shelf in my office to remind me of that bond we share.
Sewing has given me limitless hours of pleasure, and I doubt I would have ever stitched a stitch, let alone the many garments I've made since that ruffled summer top, if not for her patient tutelage.
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Did your mother teach you to sew? I would love to hear all about it!