As I was sewing this weekend, I looked down and saw my light caramel hands and it reminded me of when I would go to my grandmother's house and we would sew together.  I remember seeing her smooth fingers with just a bit of wrinkling of the skin as she would guide the fabric.  That time she spent with me was so very special.  I can truly appreciate the skill she taught me.  It serves me to this day, as I create things for my family.  Honoring our mothers and mother's mothers makes me feel so rich.  What did you learn from your mother/grandmother that brings back warm memories?
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