My Grandma’s Sewing Machine
Feb 16, 2012
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It isn’t young. It isn’t fancy.
But it is my grandma’s. With this beloved hand-me-down, I am embarking on a new hobby.
I want something that is both beautiful and somewhat frivolous to do. Mindless. Methodical with a touch of funky.
Feminine.
I can picture sweet nights of quilting with Naomi . . . crafting a quilt for her brother(s). A brother that leaves for college, the Navy, ministry, or aviation school, should the Lord tarry.
It will be a hobby that provides details and has love stitched into it. Rather than be paid for my work, I have to purchase materials myself. I have to give of myself to create beauty.
And the audience shall be small.
I am ok with that. Thrilled, actually.
