When I was a little girl, I can remember my mother doing hand embroidery and crochet all the time. She would embroider pillowcases and other linens. After she embroidered her designs she would finish the item with a pretty crocheted trim in pretty colors.
My mother died when I was eight years old. After her death I taught myself how to hand embroider. I must have watched her embroider many, many pillowcases and linens because I taught myself from memory. I must have stitched-out a thousand little daisies and leaves accented with even more French knots. Maybe I felt closer to my mother while I was stitching, I’m not sure. But I know I continue to get deep satisfaction whenever I do embroidery, sewing or quilting. Something I’m positive my mother and I shared.
Now for the Giveaway! A friend of mine is sponsoring a Giveaway on her blog. She has two prize packages she’s offering. Visit her blog to learn more and to read about her and her favorite things.
My mother died when I was eight years old. After her death I taught myself how to hand embroider. I must have watched her embroider many, many pillowcases and linens because I taught myself from memory. I must have stitched-out a thousand little daisies and leaves accented with even more French knots. Maybe I felt closer to my mother while I was stitching, I’m not sure. But I know I continue to get deep satisfaction whenever I do embroidery, sewing or quilting. Something I’m positive my mother and I shared.
Now for the Giveaway! A friend of mine is sponsoring a Giveaway on her blog. She has two prize packages she’s offering. Visit her blog to learn more and to read about her and her favorite things.
2 comments:
Hi Dena,
My Mom did a lot of crochet, but I never learned how. She never sewed a stitch, but she did make some incredible crochet pieces. Now my daughter has learned to crochet, and she is really enjoying it. (My Mom passed away before my children were born) I'm glad, because it is so pretty and a nice way to keep our hands busy :-)
I'm sorry you lost your Mother so young. Thank goodness you have such strong memories of her. How wonderful too, that you share the love of handwork. I'm sure she must have been sitting by you in spirit when you were learning as a child. What a wonderful bond you had.
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