Thursday, July 1, 2010

Apron Strings

I fell in love with a nostalgic picture of my Dad as a toddler, chasing my Great Grandma Hazel, holding on to her worn, yet pristine apron strings. I wish I could find that photograph. It tell-tales the root of family for me, even though she is just wearing an old apron. That apron and the tan, chubby little hand grasping it signifies the remarkably indelible heart for her family. She raised five children on her own, slightly post-depression era.
 How hard must that have been? 

I have read the letters to her son who served in WW2...on paper so thin a tear would have melted it. Her writing tiny and neat. Mostly about what they were doing that day. Dishes. Laundry. Chores. She wrote on and on like just putting the words down on paper somehow brought him closer. Brought him home. 

He never made it back. Aaron drowned at sea after a party off the mainland.
I am sure her heart broke into tiny incomprehensible pieces. I cannot even imagine the pain, for it is one of my worst fears to lose a child.
But somehow she had more strength than everyone thought possible. I know she had the Lord and it shows through the generations passed down. Only He could have provided that kind of mere courage.

So, her worn apron means so much to me. I wish I had it. I would cherish it like no other. Covet the thin, worn fabric, knowing that years of tenderness in serving her family caused it to look that way.

Instead, I wear aprons.
 They are practical, keep your clothes clean, and have become a real fashion statement. 
I even wear them in the garden. My dirty hands love it.
Lily has also taken a liking to them. 
We have made several that she loves to put on while helping me bake. Sometimes, we even use them as a pinafore to help keep a shirt tidy before company.

I came up with this little apron design, and it has proven to be so easy for Lily to put on and off.

The back has two sets of buttons that are adjustable as she grows.

Here are a couple more that we have stitched together on a rainy day...

Some of my little ones like to pull and tug at my apron strings when I am in the kitchen.
It makes me think of Great Grandma Hazel.
I am sure she didn't mind a bit either:). 
I hope that one day, when my children look back on their childhood, they have endearing memories of a mother who loved them so deeply she never wanted to untie the strings to their hearts.


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Anonymous said...

What a beautifully written post Julia!
Your Great Grandma Hazel sounds like she was a gorgeous person.
I too love aprons, I used to make them & sell them at local markets. Funny part is I rarely wear them now!!! Bad I know...must start & get back into the habit of putting one on!
Have a great weekend.
Sarah x

Debby said...

Adorable story and I love the aprons and those bloomers again.

pinksuedeshoe said...

What a sweet post. Thank you, and your aprons are so cute.

Larri said...

An endearing tribute to your Great Grandma Hazel. You children will remember how much you loved them, for they know it now. :o) The aprons are adorable. Are you going to post a pattern? Thanks for sharing. Happy Sewing! :o)

beth said...

LOVE the aprons!! I wear one all the time too!

Carla said...

Thank you Julia for sharing such a moving story. I made me think of my memories of my grandmother. I love the aprons for the little ones. Especially the brown one. Very cute!

Quiltpiecer said...

Such a lovely post ... really enjoyed reading it. Thanks for sharing.

Andrea said...

Lovely childhood story-i enjoyed the read...and great aprons too .

carol said...

Cute Apron. I need to make a few like that for smock tops for school craft time.

Leslie said...

these are so pretty...but most of all i love the story you had to tell with them. it was beautiful. thanks for sharing that.

Anonymous said...

Hi Julia,
Your aprons are lovely! You're such a talented seamstress!! That picture of your great grandmother sounds precious. What a sweet memory to try to pass on to your children.
Have a wonderful day!
~ Jo :)

Dayna said...

This post blessed me tremendously! While visiting my parents last year, my mom showed me a very special apron that was crocheted by my great-grandmother, Jesse. My girls and I love to wear aprons when we're in the kitchen. When we move to a place where I may resume gardening, I'd love to make one for that purpose. Aprons make such lovely gifts, and they're super fun to make.

Thank you for "taking us there" with the story of your great-grandmother and the strength the Lord gave her to endure the devastation of losing a son. What a legacy she has left!

Kimberlee, The Spunky Diva said...

What a great way to make an apron easy for her to wear, and to keep wearing as she grows. Ms. Diva will ahve to have a couple of these as she gets older.

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Andrea said...

So, so sweet! Great post.

Anonymous said...

Love them! Very creative of you! My kiddoes need these! Thanks for sharing at It's Party Time Thursday@PonyTails&FishScales!

Anonymous said...

i loved the aprons, do you have a tutorial for them? would love to make some! liked your site and style you are a talented girl!

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