Spring is here, I think...

Rain, rain go away, come back another day. We are getting rained upon and thinking about building our ark. I am so glad that its not snow. It is a great day to stay in and sew. Bad weather does make the creative juices flow. I have been making cosmetic organizers,pillows with vintage linens and children's aprons. Its time to get ready for the spring craft shows.

Reflections

August 28th is always a hard day for me. Twenty years ago today, the dearest person in the world to me passed on. My mother, Ping Chew. She was an incredible woman that came to this country for an arranged marriage. She was only 17. She would be introduced to my father and after a short courting period would become his wife at the tender age of 18. It was an experience that I could never have imagined. Being sent to the United States with limited English skills, marry a man that she barely knew and have to acclimate into a new society with a new family. She was a trooper, she did exactly that with energy and a sense of adventure. My mother went on to have three children and worked nites with my dad to run a laundry business while raising three young toddlers. My dad worked as a machinest during the day and in the evenings the two of them would work long hours into the early morning to make a life for all of us. Later on the two of them purchased their first home in a suburb and said goodbye to the laundry business. My mom took on a job sewing at home while we grew up. When my sister entered her senior year in high school, my mother decided to take on another adventure, she attended hairdressing school. Nothing could stop her determination to learn and do as much as she could to enjoy life. She eventually opened her own business and made it a success. Sadly my mom passed away from Cancer at the highlight of her life, she was 54. My parents had planned on retiring to Naples, Florida. They purchased a second home and was able to make it everything that they wanted and couldn't have done as young, working parents. This was their dream. My mom was a remarkable woman, who made the most out of every minute of her short life. Please in my mother's honor today, do something wonderful for yourself. Call someone that means a lot to you and tell them how much you care for them. Life is too short and we can all use a pat on the back or an "I love you, thank you for being in my life" gesture. Celebrate someone that you love today.

Introduction

Good Morning,
Welcome to my first experience with blogging. I love to talk, so hopefully, this will give my husband and family a little rest from listening to me. What do men really know about the pretty things in life? They work, they come home to a beautifully decorated and comfortable place to rest their feet. We work, we cook and we make a comfortable nest for our families. It will be fun to exchange ideas and thoughts with folks that happen by my website. I look forward to my first time blogging.