Tell us about a time that you were especially thankful for your ability to do needlework. Try not to answer in generalities, but rather try to answer with a specific time, event, or happening that made you very thankful that you could stitch. For instance, maybe your needlework got you through a difficult time. Maybe your needlework made a happy time even happier. Or perhaps your talent and skill created a wonderful situation. You get the idea.
I moved to Pittsburgh in 1997 for my job. I'd lived in northern Kentucky for 11 years and was pretty well settled there, but there was an opportunity for advancement with my company and I took it. I left a familiar place where I was comfortable and had friends to move somewhere totally unfamiliar where I knew maybe 3 people and them not very well. I was also moving from a customer-contact position to a back-office job so there was quite a bit of culture shock with that, and add into the mix the fact that at the time I wasn't expecting to stay in Pittsburgh more than 2 or 3 months because the plan was for the office to move to the Washington, D.C., area. It was exciting but it was also a bit scary and very unsettling.
Thank goodness for my stitching! At the time, I was working on Eileen Bennett's "Bands of Many Colors" sampler (in those days, I was a one-project-at-a-time stitcher). I think it had been published in Just Cross Stitch Magazine, maybe in multiple parts. It was so comforting to have that to come home to every evening, a constant in a world that was a-whirl. I finished
the piece shortly before I learned that the planned move to D.C. was off and eventually had it framed. I entered it in the Canfield (Ohio) fair a few years ago and it took a blue ribbon. It now hangs over the piano on my sampler wall.
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My, what a beautiful sampler! Isn't stitching wonderful for all those various times in our lives?
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