I just received a phone call from my mom. She is still sewing on the green Viking sewing machine she taught me to sew on in the 1960’s. She bought a free motion foot a few months ago….
The excitement in her voice was palpable! My mom found the courage to free motion quilt on a table square around some shamrocks.
She said it wasn’t perfect. I could tell she was proud of herself for trying. AND it was good enough! I am bursting with pride! I accomplished something I never dreamed of….or maybe dreamed of but kept telling myself to let that dream die.
Here’s Mom’s quilted table runner:
It’s hard to be the daughter of two perfectionists and be so imperfect. It’s fabulous to know that my mom conquered a fear at age 80+ (she would not like me to share her age).
I cannot tell you how good that phone call made me feel. Sometimes I think I should have moved an hour and a half or more away many years ago.
Great job Mom!