Sewing Machine

After many years of wanting a sewing money, I got one from my friend. Since getting the machine I did not open it, I got the sewing machine 4 or 5 weeks ago, when I got it I was extremely happy. I got sick for a few weeks, and then the Holiday was upon us, so I ended up not creating an area to sew. 

The reason I am writing about getting this sewing machine is because one of my dreams was to become a seamstress as a child, I was inspired as a tiny human when I would get fitted for my school uniform. I would have my uniforms tailor made and I was so fascinating about this that I thought that was what I wanted. To have the different shades of whites, or even the different fabrics in the shade of white and feeling the fabric on my skin made me fall in love with making my own clothing and even making it for people. 

The idea was always a fun sweet pleasant dream, but I never took initiative into learning more than sewing buttons or even sewing a tear in my jeans. When I told my family how excited I was about that Idea, back then it was this idea that I should become a nun to devote my life to god, a doctor to help the sick, a lawyer to right the wrongs of the world or an engineer which I think was inspired by my uncle. My mom thought I was so smart and could put my abilities to better use than to become a seamstress. 

Looking back, I thought the adults were right, I felt safe and knew they would not push me towards a path that would be the "wrong one" and given Ill admit that I should have fought more for the little things, but it got to the point where I felt bad for being a rebellious child. I tend to be a quiet kid, but would say slick things here and there and each time I would say something that was against what they would say I felt like I was not being grateful. As a child, my parents did not spank me which was something that was done, and I would not be chastised. I would hear the stories and thought how great I had it and I should be grateful to them, and of course my grandpa back then always told me when the time came I would shine doing anything I set my mind to. 

I am very excited to have time to pick up a hobby, and dip my toes and enjoy doing the small passion projects. I look forward to sharing my journey, and what I have made. 

Humor Matters

 We all love to laugh, it feels great, and is a great thing that allows us to share in moments together where we can feel something that is positive. 

I think it is very important to find moments to chuckle, smile and laugh out loud as we write in our messages to friends and family. Whenever a person responds LOL do you ever wonder if they actually laughed out loud or mentally thought "ha, quint" and responded LOL. Of course, that will call for some attention towards us as we walk, and all of a sudden start to laugh, but that moment could have inspired another person to smile as well, I personally do not think we should just resort to sending that quick LOL message. Go for it and actually laugh out loud and take a moment, and then respond LOL instead of not allowing yourself to feel that feeling.

 I know its not easy to do, but heck its better than keeping it in, have you ever thought to keep a journal to write the times you laughed or smiled? Who were you with, and track over a period of time the positive moments to reflect and see how much time you spent not laughing. Yes, I am special to think this way but we are all special in our own ways, and we need to allow ourselves to see the world that we forgot to notice as we go each day in our little routines robotically. And I think routines are great, that is not to say they are not good, I have a friend that goes to the gym religiously and has the body to show for it. She can eat all she wants and still look amazing, so I know and can say that is the greatest thing. . but I think for me that is, there are times that I would allow the tides to take me and I would lose track of life, and times and then that time passed. I can never get it back. 

And so I think it is good that we find humor in each day to allow ourselves to smile, or chuckle and have those wistful smiles. 

We need to find the interesting things, and blend them all and make happy little memories that can put a smile in the future. We need to walk with each step with a smile, not a frown. 

The importance of smiling, laughing should not get lost to us as we age, as we go about our days to check off that box. I sometimes think about "resting witch face" I do not know if I can use curse words, or should but I used to hear that some people just have it. To then realize, I did not smile, nor did I have that pleasant look. I looked brooding, pensive, or just unapproachable. Oddly, I think I wanted that in my life back then, It helped I think. When I was that person I was in such a dark place in life, just hearing a cup fall at school would make me feel scared. I remember each picture I took, I just never wanted to see that picture because, you know, when they say you can smile through your eyes? I did not have that sparkle nor were my eyes smiling. I know how crappy some things in life can be, and I guess me writing this is not to say, turn that frown upside down in a patronizing way. I am writing this because when getting over those dark times in my life, I had to remind myself to smile at the things I found funny. I wanted to remind anyone to allow yourself to enjoy the moments in life that come, instead of just allowing that moment to pass without thoroughly enjoying it. A phone call with a friend, a sweet delicious treat, or a crunchy pickle. 

Enjoy the small joys as they do matter, every single little happy moments add up to memories for the future that will live forever with you. Those moments matter and make up the story of your life, and we might as well make it a good one.