Before I realized my deep love of craft, my husband had an inkling that it was going to hold such great importance in my life. What I remembered of myself seven years ago, struggling with a career that was determined to have me choose between it and my family, was that I was a woman reaching for something - anything - that didn't resemble my job.
In between shifts and taking care of baby, I made invitations, attempted soapmaking, papermaking and lotion making, in hopes that I would be able to replace the job I currently had. I read books on entrepreneurship, and wrote and rewrote a business plan when the day came that I could finally make my family first.
Living in Germany had its great advantages...folks would just leave their "junk" at the curbside, and flea markets boasted antiques that I could now, in America, can only dream of. If it weren't for our lieutenant salary, I think our home would be filled with these treasures.
Hubby called me one day from one of these markets, "I'm coming home with something". He was yelling through the cell phone - back then the reception was scratchy at best, that or WAY. TOO. LOUD.
Twenty minutes later and a few thuds up our steps and I met my Louisa.
She has all of her parts, down to the needles and thread, and even, her screwdriver.
It would make sense for me to get such a generous gift today, or even 5 years ago, but 7 years ago, I was not an avid sewer. The last machine I had touched was my mother's when I was a little girl. In fact, I clearly remember wondering why hubby even thought to buy her and bring her home. Sewing was the last thing on my agenda. I was busy trying to perfect how to make paper from dryer lint - I was a desperate one, you see.
I didn't see something, I suppose, that he did...that one day, sewing would bring me so much joy.
From my business that I built, grew, and rested to the introduction to a world of sewing I am still getting to know, Louisa has been there as a small glimmer of inspiration, still sitting in the corner of my home.
All from a husband who cared to see inside my heart.