Thursday, April 2, 2009

My Grandmother's Promise

One of the great things about homeschooling is that all the stuffy schoolhouse rules fly out the window and you can let your creative juices flow freely! It's so freeing to be able to help your child learn in the way he needs to learn.

Early yesterday morning I decided that since Nick was so excited about his new quilt, we would make it a "Home Ec" Day!! Then I quickly changed the name of our theme day to "Life Skills Day" after getting the idea from Hezra. Sounds more modern, don't ya think?

So Nick and I spent over two hours cutting out the squares for his quilt (I'm so THANKFUL for rotary cutters!!). Then, the main event was about to begin! SEWING! And I was all giddy to announce to Nick that HE would be sewing. I got my machine all threaded up and ummm, problems. Of course. I finally messed with it long enough to know for sure that I broke something on it. Fine. I sent Nick to retrieve the sewing machine that I inherited from my grandmother. She bought this super nice Bernina when I was a teen. And having been taught by her from my early childhood the joy of sewing, I fully appreciated this fine machine. She told me that someday when she died, I would get her machine. Well, in some ways that excited me...but I certainly didn't like the thought of her dying!!

Years passed....that machine and my grandmother made my prom dress and wedding dress and lots of precious things in between. Then a couple of years ago, my beloved gramother passed away. I won't lie....I thought about her promise of getting her machine. Not that I was eager to get it...by then I had my own machine and frankly, didn't spend a lot of time sewing anymore. But I wondered if she remembered.

As we ended our trip to Alabama to attend her funeral and spend time with family, I was told not to leave without taking her sewing machine. I can't tell you what that meant to me. A token of so many sweet memories spent with my grandmother.

Yesterday was the first day that I had pulled it out. I was intimidated to say the least. I didn't even know how to thread it! I called a nearby store who sold Berninas and they really felt it was best for me to bring it in to have it serviced first since it had been setting around so long.

So, we didn't get any sewing done yesterday but I'll take my new treasure in to be serviced and I truly hope to spend more time behind it as I recall the countless times that I sat with my sweet grandmother, her talented hands guiding and instructing me. She's enjoying heaven now too much to notice me down here...but if she did, I know she's be so pleased.

10 comments:

Tarbs family said...

Lori, that is a great post. Such sweet memories! Won't it be something when Lucy tells the story of that machine one day to her little ones. :)

Jaime said...

turd. you made me cry. i love reading abou tpeoples special memories.

Nancy said...

What a sweet story...another side to you, Lori. Love it.
Nancy

Debby said...

Sweet memories......Great post.

Chris said...

Wonderful Grandmother to teach you to sew, Love Bernina too
Good idea to teach "life skills"
enjoy your trip to CO. I am making progress on "our sewing project"

Jean said...

I have goose bumps! That is so cool! What wonderful memories you have of your time with your grandma- such a blessing!!
Be sure to get a pic of Nick sewing on the machine!!
Blessings,
Jean

Lacy said...

What a sweet post. My grandmother also taught me to sew. Those are such sweet cherished memories to have. I am teaching Leanne to sew now and hope to someday teach her daughter.

I also love homeschooling for exactly the same reasons. Although we have taken to many Sunny days off lately. Good thing the rain is moving in. I have SO much to do before my assessment.

Hezra said...

HEy, so nice to hear your memories. Our life skills day went a little askew. It was not what I planned, and I ended up doing some hand sewing on a sundress's trim. It turned out really cute btw! As I was sewing, I too was thinking of my gramma. And cried. When I was just my daughters age, my grandma spent one whole afternon showing me how to cut out my own pattern ad make my doll a dress and I watched her sew every stitch. I was so proud of us! lol As I watchd my daughter twirl in her new sundress and sucked on my holey fingertips, I pictured my grandma smiling over me and my dolly twirling HER new dress and yes cried. But happy tears that I had a sweet grandma who taught me an important life skill-- no not the sewing-- the MAKING memories and sharing love!

Morgyn said...

Lori, I loved your comment on my blog! It really pertains to my life especially. I didn't actually have an interest, or desire to learn more about living naturally until my relationship with Christ grew.
I've never felt more close to him, and I've never felt the desire to please him as I do strongly, feel now!

Oh yeah, and DON'T WORRY I will still/ALWAYS shave my armpits :D (And well, other things that should be shaved)

[and I totally wasn't up at 3:00 a.m. I wrote that post a couple of days ago, and scheduled it...I don't know why I scheduled it for 3:00 a.m. though.. :D]

Sally- That Girl! said...

Lori, I have a handmade quilt from my beloved grandma. I have wonderful memories of her sewing. I type this with her wedding ring of 67 years on my finger. It never comes off my right hand ring finger. Your post was sweet!

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