left handed shears & a handwritten letter

Last month I wrote a post about my daughter and a quest to find top notch left handed sewing scissors for her. I asked you all for your advice. Whenever I have a random question – I ask Google or you guys! There were so many terrific recommendations – thank you! Among the comments there was a generous offer to pass down family shears to my daughter. I deleted the comment for the giver’s privacy. She had been passed down her grandmother’s left handed shears and was looking for someone who could use them.

I was so touched by her thoughtfulness.

One day the shears arrived and accompanying them was a handwritten letter. Not a note. A letter. I sat down with my daughter, who was already beside herself about having her own left handed shears, and we read the letter.

She told us stories about her grandma and the games she played with her grandma’s sewing supplies. She mentioned a love for Anne of Green Gables, “Instead of making her sad, the little troubles in her life inspired her to use her imagination to look at all things with joy and anticipation for the surprises they might bring.” “She (her grandma) taught me that with just a little fabric and a sewing machine, I could make just about anything I imagined and set my mind to.”

We read her letter every time we pull out the shears. I love that my daughter gets to ‘know’ a little about the woman whose shears she now uses and the granddaughter who sewed alongside her. People are pretty amazing. Generous. Kind. Thoughtful. I know some days it seems like the only ones we hear about are those that cause pain, spew hate and make this world feel very dark. However, people are amazing.

Left handed shears and a handwritten letter to a 6 year old little girl remind me of that truth.