Hello, my name is Rita and I am a sew-aholic. I cannot go into a fabric store and keep my hands to myself. Every fiber, thread and notion must be looked at and/or touched. The creative juices start flowing freely and soon, before I know it, I am all too consumed in what wonderful things I want to create. A quick glance at my watch (notice how they never have clocks on the walls in those stores?), lets me know that in what seems like 20 minutes, 2 or more hours have gone by! Sewing is an addiction - and I have it bad!
I started out, over 25 years ago, using my mom's old Brother sewing machine. We had a small spare bedroom in our house that was called the sewing room. This is where my mom first taught me how to sew. She had sewn clothes for me all my life, but this was the first time I sat down with fabric and machine... Nothing but me and the foot pedal that powered it. I was instantly captivated! The sound of the stitches forming in the fabric was magical... I was creating!
As time went on, we moved several times. Each house had a bigger sewing room and soon I was granted my own sewing machine, a hand-me-down Riccar. Now I didn't have to wait for my mom to finish sewing - I could sit along side her and do my own projects. We kept great company to each other when we were in there together. Sadly, my mom passed away a few years later in 1989. All these years later, I still miss her very much. The sewing she has taught me however, will be with me for a lifetime. It is like a legacy, as I am now teaching my own child who is eager to learn to sew.
Over the years, my thirst for more knowledge in sewing and quilting began to envelope me. I bought my first computerized sewing machine in 1994 (I have since upgraded even that), the year before my son was born. I would tape all the sewing shows on TV that I could find and then sit and watch them on my days off. I remember thinking that I wish I didn't have to go to work so all I could do was sit in front of my sewing machine and create. But I needed to make money to buy more fabric... It's a vicious cycle, I know!
Over the years, I met my now fiancé. He had a son as well. We originally met at the daycare our children both attended (was it fate that made him register his son there, as well??). His child was 1 ˝ yrs younger than mine, but they got along so well. In fact, they knew each other for several months before we did! The daycare staff set us up on a "blind date" and things grew from there.
Soon we decided to move in together. All four of us lived together in the Greater Vancouver, BC area for about 4 years before the unthinkable happened. I was out riding my bike with my son and my now step-son on a sunny September afternoon, celebrating the first day of school. The kids were going into Grades 3 and 4, respectively. In the blink of an eye my step-son was struck down while riding his bike. He fought hard, but didn't make it. Life changed forever.
Over the next few months I threw myself into sewing even more. It's how I was able to cope with things. I made my fiancé a photo memory quilt to honour his young son. It was a real labour of love. Not long after it was complete, requests for more from family members began and I was happy to oblige.
With our family now reduced to three, we decided we all needed a major change - to get out of the big city. So we moved to Castlegar, BC in May 2005. Although grief will never escape us, we need to try and move forward. We chose Castlegar, BC for its beauty and peacefulness. It is here that I continue to quench my never-ending thirst for sewing and quilting.
PS.In 2007, at the end of June, Kris and I got married. But the happy news didn't stop with that - we brought a new life into this world that November! A brand new little girl...our beautiful little Princess.
This photo is of our family when we went to Victoria, BC in April 2003. It was a family get-away to visit the Dinosaur Exhibit at the local museum there. The kids were so excited and thoroughly enjoyed our little "vacation"! I wish we had done more of them...
From left to right:
Kristopher (my step-son), Kris (my fiance), Me and Parker (my son)
Kris and I after our Wedding Ceremony in June 2007. We were married in Genelle, BC (Canada) over looking the beautiful Columbia River. I was 6 months pregnant at the time.