After she passed in 2005, I had a hard time going into her sewing room. I”™d gone in during one early, wine-fueled blitz with my first sister-in-law, Vonda, to divvy up Mom”™s fabric stash, but we”™d agreed that the machine should stay there for a while. For Dad.
I have been saying for the past 15 years that I really want to take a sewing class. No, really, I am going to look into right now. And buy a sewing machine, because then I will have to find a class so I know how to use it.