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| Dorothy's Singer 500 tuned up and ready to sew. |
Today is my mother's birthday. She would be 89. As Dorothy would have said, "Wow! I've got a lot of years on me."
My inner Dorothy has been nagging me for the past year to resume sewing. It was Dorothy's passion. I had a love-hate relationship with a needle and thread.
Dorothy gave me a sewing machine when I graduated from high school. It has traveled around the world, but spent the greater part of life in a packing box.
When Dorothy died I got her old sewing machine. I picked it up from the repair shop yesterday in tip-top condition and ready for me.
I was going to put flowers on Dorothy's grave, but she was never much of a flower person. Instead, I enrolled in a sewing class. I think Dorothy would like that. Her legacy lives on. Happy birthday, mom!
