My grandfather was so kind in blessing me with my Grandmothers sewing things. Her Singer Sewing machine in it's sewing table, the daisy covered bench that is also a sewing box, her sewing box, and all the treasures that were in these. I spent last night looking through these treasures and found that it was really like a time stopped in the 70's... when she picked up her craze beaded ornaments and hair bows, oh and anything crocheted. I knew my grandmother so well. I knew her hobbies, her love for yarns, beads, glues, fabric, and so on. But to fiddle through her things I realized how similar we are. I always felt kind of silly stashing things other than specifically sewing items with my sewing box, but what's this? It's a news paper clipping of relatives. And wait she bought oodles of goodies for the creative urges that must have washed over her as they do me today. An almost complete dress here, a pillow cut and pinned there, buttons of many types. I feel I know her even better now. I feel she was with me last night. I miss you Mom. I know you're probably enjoying a sewing circle in heaven with your mother and the angels, is it a quilt? Made of stars and light? We love you.
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I was really touched by your post! That is so special that you can hold on to some of your grandmother this way. And to see that you have so much in common... that really means a lot. I have a feeling there will be a granddaughter who looks through your things and says the same thing!!
Your too sweet. Yes, one day I hope that one of my loved ones will treasure my creative tools.
Guess what, I think I'll make some goodies for my relatives with fabrics and embellishments that she left behind. I know that my relatives who miss her so much will have a special place in their hearts for something like that. What do you think?
That is a really thoughtful idea to create a memory for the people who loved your grandmother.
I have one grandma's button box and sewing thread box. I also have her wooden darning egg.
All I have from my other grandma, the one who taught me to knit, is an old 1950s knitting pattern book. (And two sets of silverplate silverware!)
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