Hi...we are in the process of getting my shop ready to open. God has blessed us tremendously .
When going thru some old wood patterns I came across some of my moms patterns and her hand written notes on them....Well my Mom was killed in a car accident 25 years ago this year....she and I worked together on projects and crafts 5 days a week....So it left a big hole in my life and creativity...and life and children came along....But this year I had felt a deep nudging to again dig out my scroll saw and pick up my brushes....then I came across these wood patterns with her notes...I felt sad and yet hugged,at the same time....if you know what I mean.....but that wasn't the end.
I went to visit my dad whom had fallen and broke a hip....He wanted to know everything I have been up to...well I told him about starting my shop up again...He was excited....he asked if I had a band saw yet, I told him no but that was our next purchase that we just hadn't gotten there yet.....He said that I could have his,,,I was shocked....my dad was an avid tinker, building and making all kinds of things....but the biggest shock was to find out that it was my Moms....and yes he hadn't used it since her accident...I could have wept....I well remember my Mom using this saw and I used it at her side for many years....When I was a young girl My Mom built Amy Carters a doll house for Christmas.We as a whole family took a part in it down to the youngest child....One of the memories of that time was when we were about finished my dad asked one of my brothers where the front door to the doll house house was....we looked and looked for it...When my dad said okay the dreaded time has come...he told my older brother to pick up one end while my dad did the other...it was 4 ft. long...they tilted it back and forth and sure enough the dreaded sound was there...ever so slight you could hear it slide in the eves of the house which had the roof already attached...where it had gotten laid to dry from paint......so quickly an other door had to be made....Well it made it to the Carters house that early Christmas morn...at about 3 :00 before everyone had passed thru security...yes Jimmy Carter was President at the time...and that doll house today is in the Smithonithsime Museum......but I have the biggest treasure...her saw and my wonderful memories of everything she taught me...I will be posting pictures as we go along on this project and as my Etsy store goes up....Building memories for my children and grandchildren....
When going thru some old wood patterns I came across some of my moms patterns and her hand written notes on them....Well my Mom was killed in a car accident 25 years ago this year....she and I worked together on projects and crafts 5 days a week....So it left a big hole in my life and creativity...and life and children came along....But this year I had felt a deep nudging to again dig out my scroll saw and pick up my brushes....then I came across these wood patterns with her notes...I felt sad and yet hugged,at the same time....if you know what I mean.....but that wasn't the end.
I went to visit my dad whom had fallen and broke a hip....He wanted to know everything I have been up to...well I told him about starting my shop up again...He was excited....he asked if I had a band saw yet, I told him no but that was our next purchase that we just hadn't gotten there yet.....He said that I could have his,,,I was shocked....my dad was an avid tinker, building and making all kinds of things....but the biggest shock was to find out that it was my Moms....and yes he hadn't used it since her accident...I could have wept....I well remember my Mom using this saw and I used it at her side for many years....When I was a young girl My Mom built Amy Carters a doll house for Christmas.We as a whole family took a part in it down to the youngest child....One of the memories of that time was when we were about finished my dad asked one of my brothers where the front door to the doll house house was....we looked and looked for it...When my dad said okay the dreaded time has come...he told my older brother to pick up one end while my dad did the other...it was 4 ft. long...they tilted it back and forth and sure enough the dreaded sound was there...ever so slight you could hear it slide in the eves of the house which had the roof already attached...where it had gotten laid to dry from paint......so quickly an other door had to be made....Well it made it to the Carters house that early Christmas morn...at about 3 :00 before everyone had passed thru security...yes Jimmy Carter was President at the time...and that doll house today is in the Smithonithsime Museum......but I have the biggest treasure...her saw and my wonderful memories of everything she taught me...I will be posting pictures as we go along on this project and as my Etsy store goes up....Building memories for my children and grandchildren....
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