Tuesday, January 15, 2008
My grandmother made this apron.
I remember my mother wearing it on Sunday
when company was coming for dinner.
It was special, a little fancy,
yet so useful and practical.
Our mothers and grandmothers
always wore aprons.
When did we stop?
I grew up wearing a apron
when helping my mother in the kitchen.
My grandmother made this matching apron
for my mother, sister, and myself.
When I was older I didn't wear one,
not because I didn't spill
and get stuff all over myself.
I think it was a statement,
"I'm more modern, I'm not like my mother
I'm not tied to the kitchen
and laundry room with these apron strings."
Early in my sewing years,
around age 8, I made my own.
Even then I was into design details,
such as tiny triangle pockets.
I've always enjoyed cooking, baking, and sewing.
To me aprons are a symbol of those activities
and a connection to my past.
Today, I'm making a apron for one of my daughters
and one for each of her daughters.
Not as a symbol to tie them to the kitchen,
but as a symbol of our heritage,
a warmth of home.
I'll show them to you when they are finished.