The Big Answer To "Why or How Did You Start Sewing?"

Hey now you never should judge any book by its cover! I am a bad ass marshmallow that looks to tough and punky to sew. I assure you my passion runs deeply for my sewing and I a may not be the best or greatest at it however I try like hell and love every stitch along the way.  So here is the deeply dark secrets of how it all really started. Beware if you decide to continue to read this.

Well its really simple with some complexity that got me started in all and those that sew know that rest of the story before I even share that.  Well the facts are that my mom's Birthday was coming up and I needed to figure something out. She loves Amish quilts and I had gotten one years ago. Now they are a bit out of my price range so to speak.  I had picked up a Viking Topaz about 3 years prior for something that never worked out so it sat in the closet. Well hmmm... I can do anything I want to and set my mind to I will make my mom a quilt myself! Yhep how hard could it be really.... ????
Off I went to a fabric shop got some fabric read a bunch of stuff and there we go. I tested my machine and learned to sew really fast with that help of a great beautiful in Australia who wrote me directions and helped me along the way to make a Bag for at the time My greatest friend and so much more at the time. The bag came out however in looking back if there way one thing in my sewing world I could change it would be to go back and remake that make with the skill set I have now. That bag is the one thing that got me started and I hold tightly to the great feelings and proud glow Lane and I shared that we melted away the miles of the ocean that separates us and in the end it was a bag for my greatest loved friend at the time. Moving along  now to make the quilt it worked and I made I quilt for my mom!!

WOW Yes I did it every night after work sew sew sew away and yes at the end a quilt was made!  A nice quilt one to be proud of still.  That was almost a year ago now.  Smiles!

Somewhat of a tragedy blow struck me slowing yet inevitable with the environment we shared together The greatest friend I made the very first bag for well things went south and our lives are so very different and we began to spiral downhill into a massive dark sadness  filled with numerous irreconcilable differences my heart shattered and my world filled with the loss of great love and friendship floating away out to sea to sail in different direction. What the hell does this have do with sewing at all.....

Sewing became my escape! Sewing is very therapeutic meditative almost magic. I found if I sat at my machine and sewed did not matter what even if I destroyed the fabric and made nothing of use I still was ok no darkness no sadness in that moment the sewing machine hummed and the fabric moved through my hands and things where created with success. It was like magic almost like a drug that washed away any all stress worries and sadness.  The addiction was born and I began seeking out classes in places I never thought I would be hanging out.  Some places and people even looked at me strange including my family in shock "you sew." I stuck it out and almost had and perhaps still do attitude "I WILL SHOW YOU!"

Now you all know the story how a new addiction and my great love of sewing was born. I am not afraid to reinvent myself and now through sewing my life is being reinvented for me along the way of my journey of life I am more than grateful to be living today. Thank You for sharing in my new life as it blooms.  May you all  enjoy the passions you have and please feel free to share with me and perhaps we all can create together!