Friday, January 19, 2018
Sewing Saves the Day
"What if," I said as I pulled a tearful Mouse into my lap, "we made a pillow together? Would you like that?"
She lifted one hand to knuckle away the tears...sniffed...nodded.
"You could pick out the fabric, choose a pillow size, the whole thing. Sound good?"
Another sniffle...another nod...the beginnings of a smile.
My 7-year-old had come wandering into the loft while I was sewing one night last week, looking for a special stuffed friend that she hadn't seen in a while. I took a deep breath and broke the news to her that the friend had been in the line of fire during Mouse's bout of flu several months back, and I hadn't been able to save it. A torrent of tears and several long hugs later, I had done my best to salvage the situation with the offer of a mommy-daughter sewing project. To see my girl move through the stages of grief in approximately 3 minutes flat and then start chattering away about her new pillow...it was reason #347 why I'm so thankful that I sew.
So Mouse picked out a pillow form at Joann Fabrics and a Rifle Paper Co. linen print from my stash, and soon we were stitching away at my machine. I fleetingly wondered how many more times she'll be able to sit on my lap while we sew together, as she -- like her sisters -- is growing up so quickly these days. It took all of ten minutes before she was trying to hug her finished pillow and me at the same time. And with a quick, "Thank you, Mommy! Thank you so much!" she was off and running to share her new friend with the rest of the house.
And there you have it, I thought. Sewing saves the day again.