This is the very first piece I ever stitched! I was about 6 years old when my grandmother taught me how to use a needle, and with the exception of a short break during my late teens/early twenties, I haven’t stopped yet. Only my backs look much better now, and I try to avoid French knots. I didn’t even know this was still floating around, but my parents recently unearthed it from a box in their basement. I think I’ll clean it up and frame it. It’s not often we get the chance to have such a visible reminder of where we’ve been and how far we’ve come.
note: I wrote this a few years ago and I still have not framed this thing.