Welcome to Mini Miracles from Minor Moments where you’ll find small insightful incentives to blossom. Hi, I am Linda Gullo, your Host. Today I have been thinking about the many opportunities there are for being creative. From the time I was a toddler, I’d play with a big cookie tin filled with buttons. I remember matching them up and sorting them by color and size. I’d do it over and over again. My mothers sewing stuff kept me intrigued for hours while she would sew baby bonnets for a hat company. I developed a love for fabrics- the feel of silks, plain cottons, chenille, soft knits and other textures from the pile of scraps mom had accumulated. Both my mother and my grandmother were excellent seamstresses. It sort of became part of my DNA to sew too. I remember having someone trace me on a piece of shower curtain material that was in mom’s collection of fabrics. I cut the outline out and make a vest using an old industrial sewing machine. I remember oiling the bottom of the material so it would glide easily as I had seen my mom do with plastics. When it was finished it was too small. I had not allowed for the seams and learned quickly that was necessary. That was the first of several attempts that didn’t quite add of to something usable, but I kept trying. I think about it now and realize that those machines were fast and I could have run my fingers over with the needle. Thank God my mother let me sew; I never did get hurt. Often I would have to rip out my stitches over and over again from mistakes. I’d learn to think before I sewed things so I wouldn’t have to go that route.... Continue Reading