Thank you, Sewing

I've loved you since sixth grade when I met you in the summer with Melissa Snow at ZCMI's beginning sewing class. We made shorts with an elastic waistband. In seventh grade you helped me make an apron, pants and A-line skirts with zippers. We were inseparable for years. You were my high school squeeze during all those hours for "Make It With Wool."

You kept me company through my early marriage, with newborns and toddlers. (How many footed jammies and sets of mini sweatpants and sweatshirts with raglan sleeves and ribbing cuffs did we make?) The weddings, the dozens of baby (and grown-up) quilts, the random Christmas gifts. . . You and I are BFFs. It's one of those things where no matter how long it's been since we've seen each other, when we do finally meet up, well, it's like we've never been apart.

It looks like you've been hanging out with my daughters.

I miss you. It's been too long.