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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Sewing (02/22/07)

TITLE: Sewn in Love
By Elaine McDonald
02/28/07


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Sewn in Love
It felt good to be out in the warm sun, to feel the breeze on my face. I breathed in the fresh air as I stopped at each vendor’s table at our local flea market. I needed the break from all the demands on my life lately. My Mother could no longer take care of herself and she came to live with us 10 months ago. I had to quit work to care for Mother and now my husband Tom is having to work a lot of overtime to help meet all our bills. Sometimes it seems to be more than I can handle, trying to juggle the needs of my children, my husband and the needs of my aging Mother. There is just no other way. I will have to put Mother into a Nursing Home! Tom says no, he wants to keep her with us and he doesn’t mind working the extra hours. Joey and April enjoy having Grandma with them and certainly will not like the idea of Grandma leaving. We can go to see her on the weekends and I’ll call her every day. Besides, there will be people her age that she can relate to. That’s the right thing to do, once she gets settled in she will love it. There the decision is made. It will be difficult at first but I believe it will be the best for everyone.

And then I saw something vaguely familiar. It was just a very small part sticking out from under a pile of old clothes. I quickly pulled it out and what I saw caught my breath. I had a dress like this once, could this be the same one? My fingers began to tremble as I unfolded the dress, could this be the same one. I turned the dress over looking for the tear my Mother had repaired when I caught it on a nail on our front porch and ripped it. Yes, it is the same dress! It has been more than 30 years! The memories began to flood my mind. I remember the day my dear sweet Mother sewed this dress for me. My Mother had not had a new dress in years and she had come to town to purchase material to make her a new dress. When I saw the material, I fell in love with it and begged Mother to buy it for me. She tried to explain we didn’t have the money, but would come back later to buy the material. I didn’t understand at the time I just wanted it. My Mother smiled and put back the material she had picked out and instead bought the material for me. I set at her feet and watched as she sewed every seam. I could hardly wait to put the dress on. I felt like a princess. I remember I twirled around the room squealing with delight.

Our neighbor’s house burned and the community was collecting things for the family. They had a little girl my size and she needed clothes. My Mother called me to her and set me in her lap and tenderly explained the need of this little girl and asked if I would be willing to give her one of my dresses. I said yes and quickly went to pick out the dress to give her. I chose one I did not like to wear and it had a stain on it.

My Mother said “that is a good choice but what about this one” and she pulled out my most treasured dress.

“No, Mother, not that one. It is my favorite.”

“Yes dear I know. Don’t you think she would like it too? Remember she has lost everything and this might make her smile. This dress was sewn for you with love and it should be given in love. Think about it dear. The choice is yours.”

I purchased the dress and hurried home to show it to my Mother. She had sewn so much love into my life and I had never thanked her for it. Now it was time for me to give that love back. I knew the right answer. We would manage. The most important thing here is love and that is what my Mother would have! An abundance of love! As I drove home I whispered “Thank you Lord for showing me the way.”


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Jacquelyn Horne03/03/07
A good story. A little more paragraphing would have helped the reading however.