Thursday, October 2, 2008
When my dad went to live with Jesus 10 years ago, most of his clothes were given to those that were in need. Dad was 5'7" and I think they were sent to the Phillippines where they can use clothes made for shorter men. I asked for 3 items for memories' sake. I rememberd Dad wearing a soft plaid shirt and blue casual pants a lot. I had also given him a sweatshirt jacket. I took the clothes that looked so familiar and placed them in a container. They brought back so many memories. I have a picture of dad carving the Thanksgiving turkey, and I think he was wearing this particular outfit. I was not in an emmotional state to deal with much right after I lost him, but recently I came upon the familiar fabric as I was going through my sewing box on a rainy day. I thought, "I am going to do something with those clothes." This was pretty scary since I am not much of a seamstress. I know that some people think that you should not do a job if you cannot do it perfectly. In the case of sewing, I disagree---I think that it is better for some things to be done wrong than not to be done at all. I know there are exceptions to this rule, but I decided that I was going to try to make pillows out of Dad's clothes. Julianna and I sat down and had so much fun being creative with this project. We went with three different designs: I used the soft gray sweatshirt for the back of the large pillow. I took advantage of the pockets and put them on the small one. The medium size pillow is actually his shirt buttons across the top. It really was so good for me to do this. When I walk by the chair that holds these soft remembrances of a man I love so much, I feel like I am getting a big hug.