God do you remember in high school, my favorite teacher was Ms. H? I learned so much from her. Her teachings enhanced the knowledge and skills my mom taught me.
Mother could sew! She made an outfit for my little doll, Terri Lee. The outfit looked just like the one Terri originally wore. I wish I knew where she learned to sew, to mend, to cook, to read and the value in buying property.
I love you Mother!
In high school home economics with Ms. H, we had one 6 weeks period to learn to sew. Of course I picked the most complicated project, a shirtwaist dress. We bought beautiful red fabric for the dress, the thread Ms. H said to get and the pattern of course. Our class put on a fashion show when our projects were complete. Ms. H. taught us how to walk, correct posture and pride in our sewing.
Since I had chosen the most complicated pattern, I thought I would get an A+ and special recognition. Imagine my dismay and subsequent tears when I got a B+. Ms. H., had the nerve to say my garment wasn’t clean. I informed her it was indeed clean. Mother had washed it and I pressed it the night before turning it in. She laughed and showed me all the little strings on the inside. The strings were not supposed to be there.
This year, my best year ever, I am cutting the strings from my life. I love blogging and sharing my stories. In business, I always liked having several projects going. My habit from high school of not cutting strings continued. This year brings an awareness that I have several life strings of thread. I must snip, snip,snip.
Dear God, I want to come before you with a clean life!
For the mistakes I have made, I ask forgiveness. Done…I am traveling on. For the strings I can cut, my scissors for life are sharp. Some strings are in different locations so Travel is essential.
God please accept this note of thanks. I am grateful for another day to clean up my life and go forth with you!