Feb 19, thu

My husband does a very physical job, so his work pants wear our quickly. 
We used to go to the tailor all the time. 
Then I started thinking I should try fixing them myself. 
That's how I stepped into the world of sewing machines. 
At 46, I sat down in front of a sewing machine for the very first time in my life. 
In my head, I wanted the stitches to go straight. 
But in reality, the thread kept zigzagging like a snake. 
Even making a small bag took many do-overs.
My eyes got tired, and my shoulders ached. 
Still, the sense of accomplishment I felt when I finally finished made all that discomfort disapear. 
It made me realize how much care and skill go into making a single piece of clothing.
I've gained a deep respect for the craftspeople who quietly sew clothes at work. 

It's tough, but It feels really rewarding once I finished somthing.