Today would have been my mom’s 100th birthday. I am grateful to her for many many things but her love of sewing and needlework, which she passed on to me, is one of the things I treasure most. When I saw this cross stitch pattern I knew it fit her perfectly and so in her honor, and to celebrate this landmark birthday, I made this sampler and it hangs in my sewing room. In case you can’t read the verse from the picture, it reads as follows:
I pray someday at heaven’s gate I may in glory stand,
A crown perhaps upon my head, but a needle in my hand.
I never learned to sing or play so let no harp be mine;
From childhood to my dying day, fine sewing’s been my line.
Therefore accustomed all my life to making useful stitches
I’ll be content if asked to mend the little angels’ britches.
I can imagine her doing just that and I bet she’s smiling! Happy birthday, Mom. I love and miss you!