REMEMBERING MOM

( Mom and I circa 1961-she made her dress)

For those of
you blessed to still have your Mother with you, please enjoy the day with your
special lady and treat her like the Queen she is.

My Mother
passed away seven years ago, leaving behind quite a legacy.  I have been sewing since I was four years
old.  My guide was my Mother and her
Mother, my grandmother.  I can remember
learning how to pin the pattern to fabric and being so careful to check the
grainline.  I watched as she showed me
how to do tailors’ tacks and a proper hand stitch for the hem.   I was so excited to learn how to knot thread
with one hand thanks to my Mother’s teachings. 
I remember the first time I made something for her to wear.  I was so proud!  It was the 70s and polyester double knit was
all the rage.  It was a dress with a
jacket.   The dress was a sleeveless sheath but the
jacket had a notch collar and set in sleeves!! I ripped out the sleeves five times.  Thank goodness polyester double knit could
take that kind of abuse. I was thrilled but nervous to give it to her because
she was such an accomplished sewer.  I
had nothing to worry about.   My Mother
loved me unconditionally, but still I didn’t want to give her something that
would make her wonder if I was paying any attention to what she’d taught me
through the years.

As Mother’s
day 2013 approaches, I wanted to “make her something again”, even though she’s
not here to wear it.  Included below is a
pattern and fabric that I’m “sewing” for my Mother for Mother’s Day.

She would
have loved the jacket in Vogue 8865 because of its classic lines.  The zipper at the waistline would add just
the right amount of “current trend” for her. My mother would have oohed and aahed
over the fabric Mod Squad because she loved silk.  Though I would have suggested a fusible
interfacing she would have asked me to use silk organza and to sew her lining
in by hand.  She was old school.

She would
have worn the finished jacket to church on Sunday with a sheath dress, classic
pumps, designer handbag and her pearl ring. 
 Of course she would tell everyone
that I made it. 

I sure do
miss you Mom.  I would have loved to have
had the opportunity to make this for you.

Your loving
daughter,

Roz