Just a snippet:
“If you’ll look closely, do you see how it puckers here, when you push the material through? Don’t rush, or push the fabric along. If you push the material through, you’ll end up with wrinkled, disappointing handiwork. You just guide….”
“Gently?” Hope offers.
“Yes! That’s it precisely: no pushing…or you’ll wrinkle everything. Just guide gently.”
My ladle hangs midair. Empty bowl waits in one hand. I have ears to hear.
Rain streams in rivulets down the glass. The needle again begins to purr. I close my eyes, breathe deeply, and finger write those words on soul sand: “Just guide gently.”
Push and it will all pucker.
I really hope that I don't parent like I sew though. I am horrid at it.
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