Happy Mother’s Day!

© 2020 Cathy White
© 2020 Cathy White

Over the years, my mom became a master seamstress  and even though her garments seemed perfect to everyone else, she’d be quick to point out the flaws. After recently helping my parents into their new house, I discovered this dainty little apron neatly folded in the kitchen drawer. It was most likely made by my mom in her early years of sewing. I imagine she hadn’t worn it for awhile because I couldn’t recall ever seeing it, unlike the others she had worn, yet this apron still said a lot.

Making a house a “home” was something she held dear and, early on, she would often tell my brothers and I that when we acted out of place. In many instances, she would show us that by making delicious meals from the garden like stuffed green tomatoes, Eggplant Primavera, the weekly Sicilian Pizza we devoured every Friday or various homemade pies stacked in the fridge. I think Mom sewing an apron spoke more of her heart than the need for the garment itself…it was her vision of what she wanted home to be.

“Mom sewing an apron spoke more of her heart than the need for the garment itself.”

I remember her sewing room, full of machinery I never understood, zippers, lining, sewing boards and pin cushions, needles & rulers. There were also file cabinets stuffed, (but neatly stuffed of course), with all kinds of patterns sectioned by category. If I’m right, the McCall’s patterns were fairly easy, Butterick patterns were moderate and Vogue patterns were moderate to difficult depending on the pattern and ease of instruction. While my mom was a strict parent, growing up, she consistently supported my various interests in fashion design & decorating. She would allow me to partially rearrange the living room and other small areas of the house until they  eventually reached room makeover status. That is, everything except for removing the plastic sofa cover. Plastic covers on furniture were a permanent detail for homes no matter how uncomfortable they were.

When I was carrying my first child, she came to the rescue with a solution to make my  maternity wear for work. Together we created a mix and match wardrobe capsule for work, church and events from the forever classic, 60’s Mod dress(s) pattern because I couldn’t bear wearing the big bib, bubble dresses with  lace.

We’ve had our moments of clash, but we always seemed to make up with time am very grateful for her confidence in me when many times I had none. Even now, she never fails to give me encouraging words. I had no idea back then, that our moments would later be gifts to share.

As an adult I have a better understanding of my mother’s upbringing, both the barriers and the blessings. From the lens of her unique experiences, her goal was always to create a warm sense of love, knowing we are imperfect (hopefully maturing, yet still imperfect). With that said, perfection creates circumvention thus eliminating the expectation of an unstained, unsoiled, unchallenged life. What I have learned, and God knows am still learning, is that no one can create a perfect home. But we can create home improvement.

“There is a daily call to duty  and  motherly call  for care. Both of these together require Love  to bring them together.”

Remanence of the apron and its purpose, despite what my mom may have perceived as imperfect, there is a daily call for mothers to duty and nurturing care. Like apron strings, both require love to tie them together.

Many women do noble things, But you surpass them all. Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; But a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. 

Proverbs 31: 30 NIV

To my mother Catherine on Mother’s Day,
You’re a great role model.

Love you Mom!

Honoring our Mothers & Celebrating Motherhood

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I’ve Learned

-Maya Angelou

I’ve learned that no matter what happens,
or how bad it seems today, life does go on,
and it will be better tomorrow.
I’ve learned but you can tell alot about a person by the way he or she handles 3 things:
a rainy day, lost luggage, entangled Christmas tree light.
I’ve learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents,
you’ll miss them when they’re gone from your life.
I’ve learned that making a “living” is not the same thing as making a “life”.
I’ve learned that life sometimes gives  you a second chance.
I’ve learned that you shouldn’t go through life with a catcher’s mitt on both hands;
you need to be able to throw something back.
I’ve learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart,
I usually make the right decision.
I’ve learned that even when I have pains one.
I don’t have to be one.
I’ve learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone.
People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back.
I’ve learned that I still have a lot to learn.
I’ve learned that people will forget what you say,
people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

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And special love to Moms

who are doing  double and triple duty,

You’re Unforgettable, too!

© 2020 Cathy White
© 2020 Cathy White



That’s what you are


Tho’ near or far

Like a song of love that clings to me

How the thought of you does things to me

Never before has someone been more

Unforgettable in every way

And forever more, that’s how you’ll stay

That’s why darling it’s incredible

That someone so unforgettable

Thinks that I am unforgettable too

Songwriters: Ira Gershwin / Kurt Weill