Since I was a little girl, I’ve always wanted an antique vanity- with a big fancy mirror, and those little drawers to put all your make up and pretty things in. Unfortunately we don’t have a good place for me to put one, so I have re-purposed an old sewing table as a vanity.
Several years ago, my Granny was getting rid of things and my mom asked if I wanted Granny’s old sewing table. I thought it would be neat to have, so I brought it home one day. It sat in our guest room downstairs for a while, and then I decided to bring it upstairs and put it in my room. Now it has become my make-shift vanity.
I keep my make-up bag on top, and I have a stand up mirror that I keep on top of the desk. And there are all sorts of little treasures in the side drawers…
I wonder how many times my Granny sat at this same table to sew on a button, or fix a hem? Even though Granny has been gone for almost 2 years now, I think about her every day. And every time one of my girls needs something hemmed- or a button repaired- I go straight to this sewing table! I think to myself- “Granny to the rescue”!
This past Good Friday would have been Granny’s 89th birthday. It’s hard to believe she’s been gone that long! I had a white dress to hem for Easter, so naturally I went to Granny’s old sewing table for some help. Yep- Granny to the rescue, again!
Sure enough, there was a sturdy pair of sewing scissors in the middle drawer… and snow white thread with a spool that must have been 50 years old! And plenty of different sized sewing needles- good for every type of fabric.
What a blessing it was for me to sit at this old table of Granny’s on her birthday, and to spend some of the day remembering her- making use of all the little treasures that are in this sewing table. One of the things I loved most about Granny was that she was a good listener. Sometimes when I sit there to sew, or to put on my make-up- I imagine that I’m talking to her…telling her all kinds of tales about raising my girls…and I imagine her listening intently, smiling back at me.
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens…
a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak- Ecclesiastes 3