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One of Those Days...

How can I explain how I felt? It was one of those times that my heart sunk to the very tip of my little toe.

I was happily sewing my last dress for the summer season, feeling a great feat was about to be accomplished. How I wanted to celebrate after this last seam was finished! With gusto, I pressed the pedal a bit harder. What in the world? The pieces didn't match up. One was a good 6 inches shorter than the other. Did I get the wrong piece? Impossible--this was the last piece to put together!! Maybe I got ahold of the scraps? I looked carefully. I examined it closely. What was the problem. Then I noticed a big, jagged gouge cut right out of the bottom of my skirt!!! Oh, no!

Then I turned to look into two guilty eyes. "Mom, I thought that was your scraps. I didn't know it was your dress." Her eyes pleaded me to understand. And really, it was my fault. I always allowed Allison to play sewing with the scraps of material while I sewed. I had lain the skirt on a nearby table and how did she know that it wasn't the scraps that I usually lay aside?

I can't describe the feeling I had at this moment. I wanted to be angry, but at whom? I wanted to cry, but for what? Really, there was nothing to do. I couldn't cut another skirt because there wasn't enough material. I couldn't hide it in a seam, because it was to big of a hole. So, after laying aside all my pride at the thought of my beautiful new Sunday dress, I patched it, and decided it will be my first beautiful house dress. A lesson learned indeed!

Comments

jump4joy said…
Oh, I can imagine the feelings that went through you. I want to praise you for handling it well. You portrayed Jesus to your child. Blessings.
PS Sometimes it is nice to have a nice everyday dress. :)
10:40 AM
Anonymous said…
I pray that every time you wear your dress that God blesses you for the wonderful way you handled that with your little girl. She will remember your love and tenderness with her forever and cherish you all the more.
Iain
1:57 PM
Dorcas said…
Oh Laura. We have all been in Alli's shoes and most of us have been in yours. You put it so well.
10:17 PM
mybubblingteapot said…
yes, the ladies here looked at it and think maybe it will be ok. It still remains to be seen. It's just that I will always know it's there, you know.
1:49 PM
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