Making time..taking time

As part of a fun writing activity through ShePromotes I signed up to have someone read and write about something I’ve posted and I in turn have a blog I was assigned.
I got to explore Confessions of an Overworked Mom’s blog, which I enjoyed a lot and took some work to find one post I wanted to talk about.

This post is about a book of embroidery how-to and projects. Great for beginners or to give new ideas.
http://www.confessionsofanover-workedmom.com/2012/01/embroider-everything-workshop-by-diana-rupp.html
I guess it stood out to me in the first part when she wrote about remembering taking classes in school in a class called Lifestyles. When I was in school we didn’t have Home Ec or anything like that. It was a very very small Catholic school so probably a budget issue.  Anyway I learned a lot on my own, but more importantly I had my Grandma!

So thinking about sewing and crafts made me think of her. Her name was Amelia and she is no longer with us, but I think of her often. I spent Summers, holidays, and any other time I could at her house with my cousins. We would play in a ditch under the bridge at the end of the road. We would explore the barn and the upstairs. Grandma would bake with us, go on walks, and show me how to sew. She was a quilter and each of us grandkids have a quilt she made. Mine is a hearts that are all hand embroidered onto the quilt. I can’t describe her well enough and even writing this is very emotional..she was someone you wouldn’t forget and I would love to be like.

My goal is to make a quilt for each of my kids..the quilting part will be the hardest. I’ve been doing cross stitch blocks, but I want to do it because of her. Handing sewing is getting to be a lost art with how much machines can do now, and honestly time is hard to come by. This embroidery how to book made me think of how enjoyable making something with your own hands is and is something I want to share with my kids and grandkids. We all need to make time…do crafts with our kids or bake or go play in a ditch…simplest things now are the memories that stick with us.

My Grandma!

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